All the branch family members who knelt in the rain felt the cold blades on their necks and wailed. Many people started to bow and shout.
“Patriarch, I’m not involved in this. I just… Forgive me!”
“Patriarch, don’t kill us. We were wrong! Please forgive us!”
For a while, many branch family members got up and were quickly brought to the side by the Black Gold Rose soldiers. In the middle of the ancestral hall, only a few remaining branch family members were still kneeling upright.
They still exclaimed, “All for the Clarke family!”
Seeing that the door of the ancestral hall was about to close, Morrow’s tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and mixed with the rainwater.
Was everything over?
Was this how it would end today?
After such a long preparation, 10,000 guards of the branch family turned out to be no match for the Black Gold Rose cavalry under Roger Clarke. It turned out that Roger had been on guard against the branch family as early as ten years ago.
However, at this moment, a Black Gold Rose guard stepped on the puddle on the ground and barged in. He knelt on one knee and shouted, “My lord, Tucker Stone of District 12 is outside Clarke Manor with a 20,000 member combat group.”
“Mutiny!”
At this moment, Tim Clarke roared angrily, stepped out, and said, “Roger, I’ll go and meet this punk!”
Roger frowned and said with a nod, “Be careful. District 12 is not to be underestimated.”
Tim nodded and glanced at Philip and Wynn. He walked over, patted Philip’s shoulder, and said, “Nephew, don’t worry. With me around, I won’t let the branch family cross the line!”
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