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!”

out, he let out a crying roar.

them, which belonged to

was in really deep

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

not expect that ten years later, his

of his five sons had already died at

could no longer

“Father!”

His eyes were filled with ferocity.

him, he has already killed four of my younger brothers, your four

me

hand that had hit

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

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 out of seclusion! We can’t let this bastard continue to be so arrogant.

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still care about

“Woo-!”

“Bang!”

kicked Kieren hard

Kieren instantly spat out blood and flew

clutched his chest, his

listened to me back then, your four younger brothers wouldn’t

Tristan

was left sitting on

intend to kill his only remaining son

a form of protection for

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

reason.

that Kieren was injured by him, he had

left to Tristan himself to deal with.

Clifford family, but things had already happened and had

make a move, his son could not

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

ancient communicator with other patterns engraved on it when the box was opened.

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

gently touched the communicator. A hint

in his eyes.

he pressed the

light though having

spoke into the communicator in

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

his son, he had to admit that his son