The Strongest Warrior’s Revenge by Valerie Bach

Chapter 132

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!”

out, he let out a crying

of them, which belonged to

in really deep

not agree to Commander Latrell’s order,

expect that ten years later, his family

five sons had already died at Brookspring.

heart could

“Father!”

a roar. His eyes were filled with ferocity.

four of my younger brothers,

you want me to

in his hand that

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

brothers of the same supreme rank! I beg you, Father, to ask your sworn brothers to come out

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care about the

“Woo-!”

“Bang!”

Kieren hard in the

instantly spat out blood and flew forward because of the kick.

the ground and clutched his chest, his

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

this, Tristan snorted

Kieren was left sitting

kill his only remaining son by

actually a form

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

reason.

he had no chance

be left to

the Clifford family, but

did not want to make a move, his son could

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

was an ancient communicator with other patterns engraved on it when

pattern was not a dark gold-colored thorn flower, but

communicator. A hint

in his eyes.

he pressed the button on

with a faint light though having been

spoke into the communicator in

how many years has it been since we last met? Let’s meet at Greenwald!”

son, he had to admit

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