Upon hearing those words, an ominous feeling struck Old Man White!
'Could he... Could he actually be Locke?'
Locke's unscathed appearance had proven that the outcome of the match had already been decided! After all, there should not be any survivors in a life-or-death duel!
"Where... Where are my sons? Answer me!!" Old Man White's eyes were spewing flames.
Locke shrugged and gave him a cryptic smile.
Old Man White mind went blank, and his body trembled as he crumpled onto the ground.
He knew what Locke meant.
"Alva... Moto..." Old Man White muttered their names a few times. However, he raised his head soon after, and his gaze had regained its former regal air.
Although he had lost more than half of his bloodline, the fact still remained that he had defeated Hobrick!
Technically speaking, a huge obstacle to his plan had been cleared.