The Strongest Warrior’s Revenge

Chapter 82
“This is your humble servant, Twiggy, pays respects to Master!”
Violet, who was still hesitating in her heart from a distance, shuddered all over when she heard this. Her bright, wide
eyes showed intense shock and disbelief. At first, she couldn’t even believe that the voice came from her own father. But if she
couldn’t recognize her own father’s voice, that would be going too far.
The next moment, she immediately peeked out to see what was happening. She saw her father, an imposing figure, kneeling on
the ground in front of a young man who had just opened the door. And when she clearly saw the young man, he almost made
Violet scream! Wasn’t this the veteran warrior who had joined the Sunspire Resistance with countless shrapnel and bullet
wounds she had intercepted at the airport?
Violet knew this veteran warrior lived in the same residential community as her, but she didn’t know which unit he lived in. Of
course, that didn’t matter. What mattered was why her father was kneeling before this young man, calling himself a humble
servant! She could not believe this young man was the Master to whom her father paid respect.
Violet was completely dumbfounded. Her mind was blank at this moment. She felt that her worldview, life view, values, and
beliefs were shattered! She couldn’t even see a trace of reconstruction.
In the meantime, Gavin discreetly cast a glance towards where Violet was hiding, without saying anything. Instead, he directly
signaled for Robert to enter the room.
In the kitchen, Kris and her two companions were preparing dinner. Both Zoe and Layla had met Robert before, so they
understood that he must have come to see Gavin for an important reason. They considerately closed the kitchen door, giving
Gavin and Robert their own private space.
Gavin didn’t immediately inform Robert about the tracking incident but rather went straight to the point, asking, “Why have you
come at this time? Have your subordinates uncovered any new information?”
Robert took a deep breath and replied, “Master, there’s an investigation underway by the National Security Bureau regarding the
Harper family being wiped out and the incident at the Holmans’ Oceanfront Clubhouse.”
Gavin didn’t find anything unusual about this news. After all, at that time, the Frostpeak Dark Warriors hadn’t yet received his
orders to come to Brookspring. The bodies of those people had been left unattended and were bound to be discovered.

Moreover, during the wipeout of the Harper family, there were still many guests at the family’s birthday banquet, and they all
knew about this incident. It was possible that the National Security Bureau had already started investigating the Clifford family’s
involvement. So, Gavin remained silent.
Robert continued. “Master, the National Security Bureau isn’t a significant concern. However, my daughter informed me that the
case had been taken over by the Warrior Surveillance Bureau. I’m worried that they might find you soon.
Warrior Surveillance Bureau?
Gavin raised his eyebrows slightly, and a peculiar glint appeared in his eyes. He had just heard the name of the bureau today.
Even the high-tech and powerful weapons that the Warrior Surveillance Bureau possessed had been confiscated by Gavin and
sent back to Frostpeak with Harry. However, he hadn’t encountered any conflicts with the Warrior Surveillance Bureau’s
personnel.
Gavin’s expression remained peculiar as he asked, “Oh? The Warrior Surveillance Bureau acts so quickly?”
On this side, Robert nodded solemnly and said, “Master, these are two of the four major families in Brookspring, so the lugher-
ups have no choice but to take it seriously.”
“Take it seriously?” Gavin gave a cold snort upon hearing this. He then turned to Robert and asked, “Twiggy, let me ask you.
When my family was massacred overnight back then, did anyone from the Warrior Surveillance Bureau come to investigate?”
“Well Robert was momentarily stunned by Gavin’s question, and his gaze suddenly narrowed, as if he had realized something
extraordinary. He quickly looked up, a look of astonishment on his face, and said, “No. It should not be. The Warrior Surveillance
Bureau.. maybe they dad investigate
Gavin gazed at Robert and slowly replied, “Seriously? Are you asking me this? You, the former highest authority in Brookspring’s
public security administration, didn’t even know Yet, a person like me, who should have died ten years ago, knows about it?”
“I. * Robert’s expression stiffened, and with his head hung low, he spoke with embarrassment and nervousness, “I apologize,
Master This is my bad”
In fact, whether the Warrior Surveillance Bureau had intervened back then was not even worth considering. The answer was
undoubtedly negative Because, if the Warrior Surveillance Bureau had genuinely investigated the matter, then how did th three
majat tanules in Brookspring the Harpers the Holmans, and the Dawsons, continue to prosper and grow larger ovre the ten years
Why had they mal fared any repercussions Why were they thriving after dividing the resources of the

At that moment. Robert also understood this truth. After the incident back then, he was relocated, and unpended from hos
josaan, and the Wartbur Surveilla
Live to the Clifford Iaituly a massacre. He knew that some
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individuals in high places were inevitably involved.
Meanwhile, Gavin took a deep breath. The turbulence in the atmosphere, caused by his anger, gradually subsided. He then said,
“Alright, I understand this matter. If you don’t have any other business, I won’t keep you for dinner.”
Robert eagerly raised his head, not because he wanted to have a meal at Gavin’s home but because he was anxiously
concerned. He said, “However, Master, the Warrior Surveillance Bureau is, after all, a government agency, and they...
Before Robert could finish his sentence, Gavin shook his hand again and said, “I know very well who they are. At the moment, I
don’t want to engage in any conflicts with them. But if they obstruct my path to vengeance, they will bear the consequences!”
As Gavin uttered the words “bear the consequences, Robert felt a heavy pressure in his chest. It made him struggle to catch
his breath.
Looking at Gavin’s resolute expression, Robert clenched his fist and nodded firmly, saying, “Master! Anytime you need me, just
give the word!”
Robert was, after all, the former top authority in Brookspring’s public security administration. Despite his retirement, he had still
amassed a considerable network of connections.
Gavin looked at Robert and gently patted his shoulder, saying. “Off you go.”
On Robert’s side, he reluctantly left the apartment Gavin had rented.
The kitchen door opened once more. Three women emerged from inside, warmly welcoming Gavin. “Dinner is ready. Come and
eat!”
Seeing the smiling faces of the three women, Gavin’s lingering frustration from earlier instantly dissipated. A gentle smile
reappeared on his face as he walked over to the dining table and took his seat. It had been a long time since he had enjoyed a

meal personally prepared by Kris.
As expected, it still had that same familiar taste!
As Gavin savored the delicious food, on the other side of Brookspring, the Dawson family mansion echoed with the sounds of
lament. The entire mansion was draped in black for mourning. A familiar figure, Claire Dawson, was now kneeling in the center
of the main hall, dressed in mourning clothes, her face pale, her spirit broken.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion as a group of intimidating individuals rushed into the Dawson residence from
outside, each of them exuding a fierce aura. The man leading the group, a middle-aged man, frowned upon witnessing the
scene. He immediately barked, “What’s going on here?”
The Dawson family’s butler, dressed in mourning attire, stood up vigilantly and confronted the intruder, asking, “Who are you?
How dare you trespass into our Dawson residence?”
The middle-aged man furrowed his brows slightly and spoke with a deep voice, “Zavian. The second son of the Mason family
from Greenwald,”