Gabriel vomited blood again. He smiled sadly.

“Good, great, amazing!”

“You really are her son… huhhh…? She did say that I’d die in the hands of my own son when she left. I didn’t believe her, but… pfft… I have no other choice but to do that now. Don, you really do… look a lot like… her…”

When Gabriel said this, he was getting less and less oxygen by the minute, his face pale as a sheet. Blood poured out of the gaping wound in his back.

Donovan froze. “What did you say? What do you mean by that?”

In reply, Gabriel merely coughed out more blood.

Mica froze as well. ‘Donovan… is he really my brother?’

Alex shook his head. “Tsk tsk tsk. Such a pity. You tried to kill your sister, then killed your father yourself. You’re reckless and clumsy, yet you dare to think about ruling over the three thousand worlds? Dream on, my man. You can dream about anything you like!”

The members of the Plenilune sect were gossiping amongst themselves as well, somewhat shocked. However, many still watc