Chapter 1573: The Eldest Son is Like the Father
As expected, Brie Nealâs eyes transformed into dual-pupils and locked onto Trevon Nealâs gaze.
At that moment, Trevon was almost certain of his suspicionsâthe little girl was undoubtedly his fatherâs child.
In the vast universe, as a bloodline cultivator, one could sense their own bloodline from thousands of miles away.
When sharing the same parentage, this connection was even stronger, rooted in the bodyâs instinctual recognition.
âTrevon!â Braydon Neal spoke calmly.
âDad, donât you think you owe me an explanation?â Trevon was visibly upset.
Being still young, he couldnât contain his curiosity and demanded answers from his father.
A powerful pressure emanated from Trevonâa holy masterâs aura.
He had long surpassed into the holy master realm, reaching the formidable ninth level of the holy masterâs thirteen levels, boasting combat prowess capable of challenging higher-level adversaries.
âIâve only just learned about everything today. Some things happened accidentally,â Braydon replied softly.
âIn that case, do you acknowledge Brie as your daughter and admit you have another woman outside?â Trevon pressed on, his anger justified.
He sought explanations on behalf of his mother, Heather Sage.
âI will explain this to your mother,â Braydon said with indifference. âBut itâs not your place to interrogate me!â
For a son to challenge his father was deemed unfilial, especially in the presence of outsiders.
Braydon didnât wish for Trevon to follow in his footsteps or become as cold and stubborn as he once was.
However, a fatherâs influence only goes so farâTrevon was furious and determined.
His left hand transformed into a blade, gently pressing against Brieâs neck.
Emmett Neal was shocked by Trevonâs sudden action.
Braydonâs anger flared, and his heart ached even more.
How could a father not recognize his own son?
Trevonâs demeanor reminded Braydon of the young Northern Kingâruthless, overbearing, conceited, and heartless.
âWhat are you trying to do?â Braydon asked calmly, though his tone betrayed his concern.
âKill her. Mother didnât let you down, but what did you do?!â Trevon roared, his voice filled with accusation and anger.
âTrevon, she is your sisterâŠâ Emmett Neal interjected nervously.
âShut up!â
âI only have one sister,â Trevon stated firmly. âHer name is Judith Neal!â
The commotion upstairs drew a crowd.
Upon witnessing the scene, many pieced together the situation.
âMama!â Brie cried out, struggling in Trevonâs grasp.
âBrie, be good, donât cry!â Eva Foreman rushed forward, seeing her daughter under Trevonâs blade.
Turning to Braydon, she scolded furiously, âBraydon, this is a family matter between father and son. How dare you harm my daughter? I will make you and your son pay dearly!â
âWhy youâŠ!â Trevonâs eyes blazed with murderous intent.
He aimed to strike Eva down, echoing his fatherâs fierce temperament.
In the next instant, Brie was left behind as Trevon advanced, his aura surging.
âNine supremes! Son of Heaven Combat Technique!â
Each supreme cultivated the path of the sword, and together they merged into a single entity.
The sword they wielded gleamed with deadly intent.
Evaâs cultivation was formidable as well, being only half a step away from entering the saint heart realm.
The two of them burst out of Ulleris Hotel.
Braydon stood with his hands clasped behind his back, observing the fierce battle unfolding outside the window.
His eyes carried an unprecedented chill.
A hoarse voice called out from behind him. âTrevonâs temperament is just like yours!â
âI suppressed him for over ten years, preventing him from going out to train and keeping him by Heatherâs side. Why does he still show such murderous intent?!â Braydon frowned slightly, showing little concern for Evaâs plight.
He didnât want to witness his son treading the same path as him.
However, no one anticipated that Trevon would resemble the Northern King from years ago.
âBraydon,â Emmett said anxiously, âquickly persuade Trevon. How can we resolve this chaos?â
âHumph!â Braydon glared at the Neals and Foremans, his eyes flashing with malice.
He suspected that everything they faced today had been orchestrated by these two families.
Back then, Eva deceived Braydon and transferred all the deadly energy into his body, nearly killing him.
Eva survived, possibly with support from the Foreman family, who likely supported her in giving birth to his child.
Braydon understood well the power dynamics and corruption within families.
His extraordinary talent displayed during that fateful night with the Foreman family had astonished both families.
If Eva had indeed been pregnant, both familiesâ ancestors would have pressured her to give birth regardless of the childâs gender.
They would anticipate the child inheriting its fatherâs talents and bloodline, becoming a prodigious figure capable of astonishing the Spirit Sea.
Such a child would undoubtedly become a guardian of their respective families.
The consequences of their actions were of no concern to them at all.
These elders were solely focused on their familiesâ interests.
They saw Brie as a future source of endless glory and benefits for their families once she matured into a super expert.
Both the Neal and Foreman families would undoubtedly throw their full support behind her.
They didnât care about Braydonâs feelings.
To them, Braydon and his children were merely tools to be used for their own purposes.
During the nurturing process, they would offer some semblance of kinship to create a bond with Brie, while also subtly indoctrinating her with the notion of prioritizing family above all elseâa form of subtle manipulation.
However, they seemed to have forgotten who the Northern King truly was.
How could the dignified King Braydon ever tolerate his own child being treated as someone elseâs pawn?
Braydon stood outside the window with his hands clasped behind his back, remaining silent.
âBraydon, you must intervene and stop Trevon,â urged an ancestor from the Foreman family. âHe intends to kill Eva and Brie. You cannot just stand idly by while siblings come to harm each other!â
âOld man, shut your mouth!â Skylar Neal echoed his brotherâs sentiment, seeing through the schemes of both families.
He looked at Braydon and suddenly said, âI understand what youâve been contemplating all these years. If it werenât for the Neal familyâs downfall, and if the Neal family hadnât been unrelated to Hansworth in the Spirit Sea, given your former bloodthirsty nature, they would likely have been your first victims!â
Among the Northern Army, only Skylar truly understood the depths of his brotherâs once murderous tendencies.
In his youth, under the guidance of his teacher, Finley Yanagi, Braydon had been steeped in the belief of using killing as a means of protection.
As Martial Emperor Yanagiâs student, Braydon was molded in the ways of the emperor, groomed to one day ascend the emperorâs throne.
He not only informed Braydon that those powerful families were willing to bow down and submit to him, but also made it clear that any hint of rebellion would be swiftly crushed!
There were unspoken truths between Skylar and Braydon.
They both understood that any threat to the countryâs authority would result in their family paying with their lives!
This was Braydonâs ruthless nature and approach in his younger days.
And now, his son, Trevon, seemed to have inherited that same fierce determination.
Therefore, if Trevon wanted to kill, there was no need for persuasion.
Convincing him might delay his actions temporarily, but it wouldnât change his resolve forever.
Listening to this, Emmett trembled with fear.
He couldnât shake off the feeling that Braydon and Skylar were incredibly formidable.
Relying solely on familial ties, they were willing to go to any lengths.
But now, Emmett found himself inexplicably cautious.
âIf I donât intervene, Trevon will truly spare no effort to kill Eva!â he ventured.
âSo be it,â replied Skylar impassively, his ghost mask giving him an eerie presence.
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