Chapter 122 Not His Match
"The Tyler's unshakable pillar, Aurelius Tyler!"
As he saw the old man, Maxen Richard couldn't help but mutter softly.
Yes, it was none other than Lucas Tyler's uncle, Aurelius Tyler. It was said that this man had no interest in business but favored ancient martial arts, traveling extensively over the years.
Now it seemed he hadn't been traveling but rather had secluded himself, even rumors surfaced suggesting Aurelius had perished while sparring outside.
Henry's gaze swept over the figure. Despite appearing to be in his sixties with white hair and beard, his complexion was robust, his breathing light and even—a clear sign of years of martial arts practice.
"Uncle, you're finally back. If you'd come any later, The Tyler might have been wiped out," Lucas Tyler knelt before Aurelius, crying.
"Humph, you can't even protect the family. You've truly disappointed me..." Aurelius snorted, shifting his gaze to the crowd. "You think you can stand against us, The Tyler?"
Aurelius's appear
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