Nathan strolled into the Blackwell clan casually with Colin and the Elite Eight.
The headquarters of the Blackwell clan consisted of several buildings. Carlton's family and the major families of the Blackwell clan lived there as well as their three thousand disciples.
Everyone heard the screams of the guards.
They were very surprised and could not help but come out of their houses to take a look.
Who will be so daring to find trouble with the Blackwell clan and even killed one of our men? They are definitely asking for their own deaths!
The head of the Blackwell clan, Carlton, was
initially reading in the study room when he heard the commotion. He immediately shouted, “What happened? Why is everyone panicking?”
One of his subordinates came in and answered respectfully, “Master, someone has come here to cause trouble. They have even killed Aldo.”
What?
Carlton widened his eyes in disbelief when he heard that.
Who will dare to do that at the Blackwell clan?
At that moment, he seemed to remember something, and his face fell. “Is it Nathan?'
His subordinate was taken aback and replied, “We aren’t sure, but it should be him.”
Carlton snorted, “Mack, get everyone to gather at the field.”
“Yes, Master!”
Nathan took Colin and the Elite Eight into the headquarters of the Blackwell clan and arrived at a vast field.
Colin saw a chair at the side, so he brought it over for Nathan.
Nathan sat down, and the rest of them stood behind him in a row.
The ringing of an alarm could be heard.
Several of the Blackwell clan's disciples came runningto the field.
Not long after, the various elders and the rest of the three thousand disciples all gathered at the field.
Most of them were confused. They had no idea why they were asked to gather at the field in the middle of the night.
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