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!”

he let

front of them,

really deep

then, he did not agree to Commander Latrell’s

not expect that ten years later, his family

of his five sons had

in his heart could

“Father!”

a roar. His eyes were filled with ferocity.

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

want me

hand that

surged out of his body. Even Kieren

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,

11:30

about the

“Woo-!”

“Bang!”

Kieren hard

blood and flew forward because of the

the ground and clutched

listened to me back then,

Tristan snorted and

was left sitting on the

did not intend to kill his only remaining son by

form

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

reason.

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

left to Tristan himself to

did not plan to attack the Clifford family, but

move, his son could

gritted his teeth and took out a

with other patterns engraved on it

was not a dark gold-colored thorn flower, but

touched the communicator. A hint of reminiscence

in his eyes.

long after, he pressed the button on the

flashed with a faint light though having been sealed for

Tristan spoke into the communicator in a

years has it been since we

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

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