章 286: Pitiful Royal Clan, Pitiful Four Great Clans

"Come in, father." The man said as his wife was surprised. Soon, their door was pushed aside as an Elder entered, expressing anger on his face. The moment he saw the thirteen people, his third eye opened before it began to bleed a little as he clutched it in pain. His expression was bloodshot, in disbelief and unbelievable fury.

He looked at his son, "What have you done? How long has this been going along?"

The man pointed at a Harmoniser, "For around three decades. When I captured them, they were barely 5-6 years old."

He then sighed, "It hasn't been long since I sensed something, father. I just realised now that what I had done is wrong and had rounded them up to apologise."

"You sensed…it?" The Elder looked at the man through his third eye before tearing up, "Why…why did you have to do this? You were close, really close to becoming a Martial Master. Dammit, why?"