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!”

Tristan lashed out, he let

front of them, which belonged to Warren, was

was in really

he did not agree to Commander Latrell’s order, but his five sons agreed themselves.

expect that ten years later, his

his five sons had already died at Brookspring.

in his heart could no longer be endured!

“Father!”

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

killed four of my younger brothers, your four sons! Are

want me to

branch in his hand that had hit Kieren

body. Even Kieren was trembling from the pressure

he gritted his teeth and said loudly, “Father, you are a powerhouse of supreme rank. You still have a few brothers of the same supreme rank! I beg you, Father, to ask your sworn brothers to come

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care about the Mason

“Woo-!”

“Bang!”

hard in

out blood and flew forward because of the kick.

clutched his chest, his

roared, “If you had listened to me back then,

saying this, Tristan snorted and left!

injured Kieren was left sitting

his only remaining son by seriously injuring

actually a form of protection for him!

his son would rush to Brookspring alone because of hatred. At that time, he

reason.

by him, he had no chance to go to Brookspring again!

rest would be left to Tristan himself to

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

he did not want to make a move, his son

to his room, he gritted his

communicator with other patterns engraved on it when

not a dark gold-colored thorn flower, but a venomous snake

the communicator. A hint of reminiscence flashed

in his eyes.

the button

a faint light though having

into the communicator in a tired

years has it been since we last met? Let’s meet at

son, he had to admit that his son was right!