Drakon of the Seven Armies

Chapter 380

This was also an order by the Martin family’s patriarch. They were a family and had to be united; no one was allowed to only care for their personal interests.

This was the very reason why the Reddar Corporation was such a dominating force.

Returning home from the Waterfront Wonderland in a poor state, Tristan stood in the main hall in trepidation. The man sitting at the pride of place was tall, middle-aged, and wearing a solemn expression. He was the head of the family: Fabian Martin. Next two him sat two men in suits. They were Tristan’s uncles—the elder, Dustin Martin, and the younger, Chad Martin.

“Tristan, did you say that Hendrix Kingston might be dead? And who is this Isaac Garten?” Tristan’s stress level spiked up the moment Fabian spoke up.

“That’s right. It’s that punk Isaac Garten who attacked so suddenly that Hendrix could barely react. He nearly killed me too!” Tristan said, voice trembling.

Fabian suddenly roared, “You useless piece of trash! Pegasus No. 1 was such