The Invisible Mogul novel Chapter 1558

The Turnbulls were a family that had existed for hundreds of years, and there were many exceptional and powerful people within that family who had influential backgrounds. Due to that, they had always behaved rather recklessly since nobody could really stand up against them.

With all that in mind, Hooper had never imagined that his son would die so horribly. Hugging onto the many pieces of his son’s corpse, Hooper felt as a cocktail of grief, hatred, and wrath began brewing in his heart…

Upon seeing his reaction, everyone sensible enough immediately took a few steps back.

Still trembling, Hooper then turned to look at Lenox as he growled, “…Who… Who’s responsible for killing my son…?!”

Quivering in fear, Lenox then replied, “T-the person who did it… is the one my family’s been looking everywhere for! The deed was done by Gerald!”

“…What?! Gerald?!” roared Hooper, his eyes now a bloody-red as murderous intent exuded from every orifice on his body.

Watching all this play out, a luxuriously dressed middle-aged man—who had been sitting at the side—then declared, “I offer my sincerest condolences to you and your family, Hooper… Regardless, to avenge my nephew, I’ll be ordering those from the army to capture that Gerald! Once we have him, I’ll be sure to make him suffer terribly!”

Turning to look at the middle-aged man—who was from the royal family—the crazed-looking Hooper then replied, “There’s no need for that! Once we have him, the Turnbulls will be devouring every inch of his flesh and drinking all his blood!”

As he began weeping tears of blood, a voice suddenly shouted, “Do you honestly think that you two can capture Gerald? You’re both just idiots! It’s really no wonder why your son ended up dying so terribly! Regardless, knowing that boy’s temper, you don’t have to waste any effort trying to capture him. He’ll probably be taking the initiative to come look for you! Hahaha! That silly, silly boy! I bet he thinks that massacring all of you will eventually force me out! Either way, your Turnbulls have zero chance to escape his wrath by this point. Your threats won’t work against him either since to him, you’re all quite literally as easy to kill as mere ants!”

Upon hearing that, everyone turned to look at the source of the voice… And there, slowly walking toward them from the middle of the national banquet hall, was an old man donning black robes…

The second Lenox saw him, he instantly began sweating profusely as he said, “M-master…!”