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 out a crying roar.

of them,

in really

Commander Latrell’s order, but his five

years later, his family

had already died at

could no longer

“Father!”

let out a roar. His

person 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 to endure it and sit back, doing

want me to do?!”

thorny branch in his hand that had hit

out of his body. Even Kieren was trembling from the pressure and could not

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

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care about

“Woo-!”

“Bang!”

hard

and flew forward because of the kick.

and clutched his

angrily and roared, “If you had listened to me back then, your four younger brothers wouldn’t have died in

saying this, Tristan snorted and

Kieren was left sitting on

intend to kill his only remaining son by

a form of protection for him!

rush to Brookspring alone because of hatred. At that time, he would die in Brookspring for no

reason.

him, he had no chance to go to

would be left to Tristan

attack the Clifford family, but things had already happened and

did not want to make a move, his son could not die in vain, right?

his teeth and took out a box

ancient communicator with other patterns engraved

flower, but a venomous snake with

gently touched the communicator. A hint of reminiscence flashed

in his eyes.

after, he pressed the button on the communicator.

a faint light though having been

into the communicator in a tired voice.

been since

furious with his son, he had to admit that his son was