He went to the door, reached out and knocked hard, and then stood quietly waiting.

After more than ten minutes, the door opened, and Duncan immediately walked in

inside the castle, the light was not bright, but there was a feeling that it could shine into people's hearts, making devout people more devout.

Duncan walked quickly to the hall with his head down. Without looking at the man sitting on it, he flopped down on one knee.

"Lord!"

He exclaimed respectfully.

"Duncan, long time no see."

A voice of majesty came.

Duncan did not dare to raise his head, still maintained the posture of kneeling on one knee: "let down the patriarch, Duncan is guilty!"

"Did Kidd and them still refuse to submit?"

"I used a lot of methods, whether it was to fight for the position of the patriarch, or to persuade him, but it was useless. Kidd's vein was determined to be independent and separate from the clan."

Duncan's tone is dignified, "I'm not doing well, please punish me!"

Silence.

In the hall, there was a sudden silence.

Duncan's forehead exuded a lot of cold sweat, as if the temperature in the castle had suddenly dropped.

"The feeling of blood doesn't work."

So again, come on, take back the voice

Shua!

Shua!

Shua!

Several figures appeared in front of Duncan's body. The strong wind blew Duncan's eyes.

"You have one last chance to take back the gambling city branch, and you can live. Otherwise, they will come back with your head and throw it into the ancestral hall."

"Yes

Duncan did not dare to raise his head from the beginning to the end, and kept his head down for fear of bumping into the patriarch.

He stepped back carefully, wet with sweat and shaking legs.

And out of the door, he dare to raise his head, looking at a few who follow him, completely wrapped in a cloak.

"Kidd failed to live up to the patriarch's expectations and betrayed the surname sranka. Now, please come with me to take back the gambling city branch and kill Kidd!"

Duncan said.

With that, he immediately took people away.

At the same time.

Inside the castle, the man sitting on the throne in the hall seemed to be fixed there, motionless.

He was alone in the hall.

He sat there quietly, his eyes still, like a statue.

For a while, his mouth, overflow a trace of blood, slowly lowered his head.

"Damn it!"

He scolded, "almost killed me! What a great strength. "

He narrowed his eyes, and his breathing became more and more rapid, but after a while, he adjusted back immediately.

"Want to take something from the sranka family? Dream

He leaned back on the chair and breathed out a long breath. His face was always serious and cold, with a terrible dignity. No one was near him!

He was not afraid that the man would come again. Even if he killed himself, he would never get the treasures of the sranka family.

Now, the top priority is to take back the branches from all over the country and strengthen the strength of the whole sranka family.

otherwise, there will not be enough strength. Even if it is not taken away this time, what about next time?

"We must seize no time to take all the branches under the clan, otherwise, I am afraid that my surname, sranka, will eventually disappear..."

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