The Strongest Warrior’s Revenge by Valerie Bach

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!”

lashed out, he let out a crying roar.

ground, the plaque in front of them, which belonged to Warren,

was in really

agree to Commander Latrell’s order, but his five sons agreed themselves.

that ten years later,

sons had already died at Brookspring.

grief in his heart could no

“Father!”

also let out a roar. His eyes were filled with ferocity.

is Gavin or if someone is pretending to be him, he has already killed four of my younger brothers, your four sons! Are we just going

do you want me to do?!” Tristan roared.

thorny branch in his hand that had hit Kieren turned into

powerful aura surged out of his body. Even Kieren was trembling from the pressure and could not breathe.

you, Father, to ask your sworn brothers to come out of seclusion! We can’t let this bastard continue to be so

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still care about the

“Woo-!”

“Bang!”

kicked Kieren hard in the back.

out blood and flew forward because of

fell heavily to the ground and clutched his chest, his face filled with pain.

his son angrily and roared, “If you had listened to me back then, your four younger

Tristan

injured Kieren was left sitting on the ground, panting

did not intend to kill his only remaining son

a form of protection for

because of hatred.

reason.

him, he had no chance

rest would be left to Tristan himself to deal

the Clifford family, but

a move, his son could not die in

furious Tristan returned to his room, he gritted his teeth and took out a box from

engraved

dark gold-colored thorn flower, but a venomous snake with its

communicator. A

in his eyes.

after, he pressed the

faint light though having been

into the communicator in

been since we last met? Let’s meet

he had