Warlord

Berrien quietly looked at the blood related brother in front of him. He looked at him very carefully, inch by inch, staring at Arendt from top to bottom. When he went straight to Arendt’s division, Berrien slowly asked, “Where is Anna?”

Arendt originally wanted to say “why do I have to tell you”, but the moment the words came to his mouth, it became: “She was sent away by father.”

“Where to?”

“Wilderness!” Arendt used all of his strength to force these words out of his mouth: “If she continues to stay at home, he will only sully our family. Right now, she’s probably begging for mercy from a man whose entire body is covered with mutated organizations. ”

Arendt started to become nervous under Berrien’s calm but huge pressure. He laughed, but his tears started to flow uncontrollably.

He had never seen Berrien like this.

In this family, Berrien had always been proud and arrogant. Forget about Arendt, the brother, even their father was looked down upon by Berrien. At home, Berrien would only show his gentle side in front of his sister Anna. As for the others, don’t expect Berrien to smile at them.

But the current Berrien was different, this bedroom was filled with Berrien’s Qi. He was like a calm sea, but under the surface, the waves were rough. The most important thing was that Arendt was not on the surface of the sea, but under the water!

Countless auras surged towards Arendt, but they were not gone. Even Arendt himself admired his willpower.