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!”

let out a crying roar.

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

really deep pain!

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

years later, his family would

of his five sons had already died at Brookspring.

his heart could no longer

“Father!”

a roar. His

or if someone is pretending to be him, he has already killed four of my younger brothers, your four

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

that had hit Kieren turned into

out of his body. Even Kieren was trembling from the pressure and

brothers of the same supreme rank! I beg you, Father, to ask your sworn brothers to come out of seclusion! We can’t let this bastard continue to be so arrogant. If this continues, our Mason family will

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care about the

“Woo-!”

“Bang!”

hard in the

out blood and flew forward because

and clutched his chest, his face filled with pain.

at his son angrily and roared, “If you had listened to me

saying this, Tristan

injured Kieren was left sitting on the ground, panting heavily.

intend to kill his only remaining son by seriously

a form of protection for

Brookspring alone because of hatred. At that time,

reason.

by him, he had no chance to

would be left to Tristan himself to deal with.

to attack the Clifford family, but things had already happened and had developed to that stage.

did not want to make a move,

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

other patterns engraved on

gold-colored thorn flower, but

the communicator. A

in his eyes.

the button on the communicator.

with a faint light though having

spoke into the communicator

been since we last

he had to admit that his son was