Chapter 132

In the living room of the most central villa of the Valor Alliance, an old man with white hair and a white beard was sitting on a luxurious sofa.

The living room was filled with modern technology decorations. He held a goblet in and swirled the dark red liquid inside.

Compared to his pure white robe, it looked so out of place!

Gavin would definitely remember the Valor Alliance if he was present. He still remembered the second eldest son of the Holman family who joined the Valor Alliance.

He had brought many fellow disciples with him, but they were all killed by Gavin and the members of Frostpeak Dark Warriors Team D.

The person who had just spoken was this old man. Not far from him stood a young disciple respectfully with his head lowered.

He immediately said when he heard the old man’s voice, “Yes, they haven’t returned yet.”

Hearing this, a hint of curiosity appeared in the eyes of the Master of the alliance. He then said indifferently, “What took them so long? There’s no news at all?”

Then, he gave the disciple a direct order.

“Find a disciple who acts quickly to make a trip to Brookspring and see what happened there.”

“Yes, Master!”

After receiving the order, the disciple turned around and left the central villa.

This old man, who looked like a sage, took a sip of the wine in his cup shakily.

From his satisfied expression, it seemed that he had no idea that all his disciples had died at Brookspring!

On the other side, in the Mason family in Greenwald, the sound of whips. continuously sounded.

“Pop!”

“Pop!”

“Pop!”

back hall of the Mason family, the eldest son of the Mason family, Kieren, was kneeling in the middle, shirtless.

There were tears of grief on his face.

Behind him, the head of the Mason family, his father, Tristan Mason, also had tears of grief in his eyes.

He held a thorny branch in his hand and whipped Kieren’s back ruthlessly.

He gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice, “You bastard, without telling me, you actually let your brother go to Brookspring with two Worshippers. Now, he is dead! My son, my fourth son! He’s dead, he’s dead!”

he let out

them, which belonged to Warren, was

was in really deep pain!

Commander Latrell’s order, but

ten years later, his

sons had

his heart could no

“Father!”

let out a roar. His

has already killed four of my younger brothers, your four sons! Are we just going to endure it and sit back, doing nothing?”

want me to do?!” Tristan roared.

thorny branch in his hand that had

body. Even Kieren was trembling from the pressure and could

are a powerhouse of supreme rank. You still have a few brothers of the same supreme rank! I beg you, Father, to

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still care about the Mason

“Woo-!”

“Bang!”

hard in the back.

instantly spat out blood and

fell heavily to the ground and clutched his chest,

had listened to me back

this, Tristan snorted

was left sitting

did not intend to kill his only remaining son by

a form of protection

was also worried that his son would rush to Brookspring alone because of hatred. At that time, he would die in Brookspring for no

reason.

he had no chance to go to

would be left to Tristan himself to deal

not plan to attack the Clifford family, but things had already happened and had developed to

make a move, his son could not die in

room, he gritted his teeth and took out a

engraved on it when the

a dark gold-colored thorn flower, but

touched the communicator. A

in his eyes.

he pressed the

flashed with a faint light though having been sealed for

Tristan spoke into the communicator in

been since we last met? Let’s

with his son, he had to admit that his

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