Chapter 1772
It only took one sentence for Arthur's eyes to shed even more tears. When he was young, his father was strict
and would punish him for even the tiniest of matters. Back then, he would run to Nigel and cry, but Nigel would
always tell him this exact sentence. As he heard the familiar phrases, many memories flooded back to him.
Arthur hugged the old man and sobbed in a shaky voice, "I'll call my father now. He misses you a lot after all
these years. H-He'll definitely be thrilled to see you again."
The old man smiled and nodded. "Sure. | didn't expect to be alive and see you all again. After all these years, |
thought I'd die in Macon's dungeon."
Arthur's complexion suddenly changed. "W-Were you also imprisoned in the dungeon?"
"Of course! My cell is right next to Victor's!" The old man nodded.
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Arthur's complexion instantly turned ashen when he heard that. He supported the old man up and placed him in
a wheelchair.
After that, Arthur jumped up abruptly and roared, "Macon, how bold of you! How dare you imprison my uncle!
You are now my mortal enemy! Listen up, every one of you from the Gibson Family. Even if | die today, | must
fight the Rathbones to their death!"
The Gibsons all stood up and shouted in unison, "Fight to their death! Fight to their death!"
The members were all aggressively staring at the Rathbones. Judging from their stance, they looked ready to go
all out once Arthur gave the command.
Suddenly, everyone in the Rathbones was in chaos. Usually, they would not even take the Gibson Family
seriously. After all, the Gibson Family was inferior in strength compared to the Rathbones. However, in this case,
the situation is different. Besides, the Gibson Family was a member of the ten major families. If they did go all
out and fight to the end, the Gibsons would never win against the Rathbones, but the Rathbones would still have
to pay a heavy price.
At this tense moment, a voice cfrom behind again, "Arthur, don't rush it! If you want to settle accounts with
the Rathbones, I'm afraid you'll have to go to the back of the line!"
Then, the crowd instantly made way for him. This time, a man in his forties limped over with a walking stick in
his hand.
Master Lach, who had been silent until this point, jumped to his feet as soon as he saw the man.
"Juan! I-Is that you, Juan?"
The expressions of everyone in the Lachs also changed rapidly, and several old men gathered around, asking, "Is
it really Juan?"
With a bitter smile, the man suddenly threw away his crutches, fell to his knees with a thud, and greeted in a
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tears when he heard that, and everyone in the Lachs covered their faces and wept. This man was the eldest son
of the head of the Lachs and was also the most outstanding person in his generation. He was initially the heir to
Master Lach, so the latter devoted all his energy and trained him to becthe best.
Besides that, Juan was kind, respectful to his elders, humble to his peers, and friendly to the younger generation.
He was the heir to the head of the family recognized by everyone in the Lachs. Unfortunately, he disappeared
mysteriously ten years ago. Within half a year, Master Lach's hair turned completely white.
Initially, Master Lach intended to hand over the reins to Juan in two years. Eventually, the heir he cultivated
wholeheartedly disappeared, so he had no choice but to preside over the Lachs for the next ten years. In the
past ten years, he had always been missing his son. However, there was not even a hint of news of his
whereabouts after ten years. He was no longer hopeful, thinking that his son must have suffered an accident.
Who would've thought that his son would return and stand upright in front of him again?
Master Lach cried silently as he hugged his son. Every member of the Lach family also broke into tears.