ushernet Chapter 1304: The Older the Wiser
Chapter 1304: The Older the Wiser
Chapter 1304: The Older the Wiser
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“I want to know what Grandpa and Dad are hiding,” Sorrell Neal declared, his tone laced with hostility.
“Why are you here, Sorrell?” Lowell Neal’s shock and anger were palpable.
He hadn’t anticipated his youngest son overhearing their conversation.
“You may deceive Braydon, but you can’t fool me. Remember, I grew up in the Neal Mansion. I witnessed Grandpa wielding a sword, attempting to kill Uncle Louis,” Sorrell’s voice remained icy.
Sorrell’s demeanor mirrored Braydon Neal’s, displaying striking similarities in their personalities.
“This is an affair for the elders to handle. It’s not your place to question it as a junior. Leave,” Lowell retorted with a darkened expression.
“If I do, Braydon will surely come to inquire,” Sorrell retorted, invoking Braydon’s name.
Certain matters that the elders withheld from Sorrell would be revealed if Braydon pressed for answers.
Given Braydon’s nature, it was uncertain what actions he might take if left uninformed.
The fate of the millions of comrades from the Northern Army, sworn to follow Braydon, rested within the confines of the 16th ruin.
If any member of the Neal family conspired with the aborigines, endangering the Northern Army, Braydon would be compelled to act.
In the realm of adulthood, desires rarely align with reality.
Sorrell’s presence forced their hand.
Graham Neal sighed softly.
“Take a seat. Tonight, I’ll divulge everything.”
“I want to know if the Neal family is colluding with the aborigines!” Sorrell’s demand remained direct.
Did the Neal family collude with the aborigines?
The answer he received left Sorrell in a state of despair and heightened fury.
Graham nodded slightly, silently acknowledging the truth: the Neal family indeed colluded with the aborigines.
If Braydon were to learn of this, he might follow the same path as his father, Louis Neal, severing ties with both his grandfather.
Louis and his father stood resolute.
It was likely due to this very issue.
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Graham knew as much as Braydon, yet he made a different choice—to cooperate with the aborigines in order to secure the family’s future.
It was a decision that demanded sacrificing everything for survival.
However, for this kind of survival, Sorrell didn’t want it.
He would rather die in battle.
“You gave up everything just to survive,” Sorrell said with a sad smile.
Graham and Lowell remained calm.
Some sacrifices had to be made for the sake of family inheritance.
Turning around, Sorrell left, his heart already dead.
He left with a final remark, “The Neal Mansion is becoming more and more like an aristocratic family!”
It was reminiscent of the aristocratic families of Hansworth, willing to do anything to preserve their legacy, prioritizing family above all else.
Sorrell was gone.
There was no longer any attachment to the Neal residence.
This place did not belong to him.
In the years to come, they might be safe and sound, but Sorrell’s choice was to wait quietly for the end of the thousand-year imperial edict, then fight to the death in the 16th ancient city to defend the bronze door.
He would rather die standing than live kneeling.
The Neal Residence had already defected to the aborigines.
While Graham’s choice might protect the Neal family in the future, it still left a bitter taste.
Sorrell pondered. “In the end, he is just a dog in the eyes of the aborigines!”
As Sorrell departed, the sky outside had already darkened.
Graham and Lowell watched him leave in silence.
After a moment, Lowell spoke up, his fists clenched.
“Father, why didn’t you tell Sorrell the truth? The Neal family is not what he thinks!”
Graham sighed heavily.
“So what if I tell him the truth? Besides, this top-secret information cannot be leaked. There are people in the Alliance who have really sided with the alien races, but we haven’t found them yet.”