The river bank was two days prior to Lita's return to Castle Petar.
The robust and strong body was still there, but there was an obvious haggardness on his masculine face.
Generally speaking, the river storage wasn't a handsome man. He had tough male lines, appearing rather rough, belonging to the men of men.
Four or five days had passed since he last saw Xan. In addition, the Xavier kept saying that the little fellow was looking for his own mother, which made the journey back to the River Station even faster. Perhaps due to the fact that his body and mind were getting old, and his wishes were about to come to an end, the River Station paid special attention to Xan.
Occasionally, the Henry would stare at Xan, and it would also be surprised. Xan and Alex looked exactly like that woman, but the Henry hated Alex to the core, while Little 15 seemed to be particularly partial to her.
Or perhaps, the river Soldiers Camp was still immersed in a dream that he would never wake up from: wanting to grow old with that woman, and giving birth to his and her children.
Xan had become an important character in the Heave Station that could not wake up from the dream: he and that woman's 'child'.
Moreover, the little guy was brought up by the river bank, so he was closer to the 'kid' of the woman.
Alex, on the other hand, wasn't that lucky.
Alex's presence kept reminding the river bank at all times: It was that woman who betrayed him and had given birth to a unfilial son and an illegitimate child with Samuel!
Alex was the evidence of that woman betraying him!
The evidence was as hard as a mountain!
It was even more so a humiliation for Crimson Silk!
It was a humiliation to him for the rest of his life!
Thus, the river bank had to ensure that this 'disgraceful' of his would disappear from his life.
The river station thought that it was a lie: As long as this shame disappeared, his hatred would also disappear.
This was why the Henry had become an insufferably ambitious person. He had to lower himself to go to Lisbon and make trouble for the pair of brothers who had no parents.
The process did not disappoint him too much: Alex was definitely a rare opponent.
That was why the path of revenge was quite exciting. It was an interesting process.
But in the end, he won the river Soldiers Camp, because Alex had already become his prisoner, and he could be at his mercy.
In Lisbon, there were still some misgivings. But in Payt Castle, this place was just like a small world in his river bank. If he wanted to chop eight pieces of the land into pieces, he would definitely chop off more than one.
F*ck*ng pervert!
Within Patet Castle. The four of them were lined up, waiting in line.
Xavier's priority had always been the highest. He was in the middle and also in the front.
The Xan stood beside Xavier. As for the fourth and fifth brothers, they stood to the left and the right. When the Henry wasn't in Patet Castle, their mission, most of the time, was to protect the fifteen brothers.
"Eighth brother, how did you know I was in the darkroom?"
The little fellow glanced at Xavier who was higher than him from the corner of her eyes, and was a little unhappy as she pouted and asked.
"I've always known about it."
Xavier looked down at Xan and stroked the top of his head. "it it weren't for your Eighth Brother's help, do you think you'd have a chance to see your own father?"
This little thing, not only did not appreciate him, Xavier, but it actually blew up his nose and glared at him.
"You bad guy!"
Sure enough, the little fellow did not appreciate it. "You must be the one who locked my bastard daddy on a hook. I hate you!"
"To lock your bastard father... That's my foster father's will! I only follow my foster father's orders."
Compared to Xavier and Xan, Xavier was much more of a fence-sitter. He was good at showing off in front of the little fellow. Of course, he had to be at the liberty of not going against the instructions of adopted father Henry.
"Coward! You don't only listen to your adoptive father!"
The little fellow snorted with disgust.
"If you're not scared, go ahead! Once my adoptive father comes back, you'll order him to release you, the bastard's own father! Let's see if it will backfire! In a fit of anger, my adoptive father broke Alex into eight pieces... but there's no need to make a decision!"
On one hand, Xavier was intimidating the little fellow. On the other hand, he was also reminding the little thing to be careful in front of the adopted father.
Lil Fifteen glared at Xavier and then stopped talking.
Regarding Xan and Xavier chattering in Chinese, they were practically unable to understand it. There was also no need for them to understand it. They only felt that Xan wanted to be a bit closer to Xavier.
The little fellow pursed her small mouth and paused for a while, and then asked, "Xavier, you won't report to my adoptive father about me going into the secret room, will you?"
"Don't worry, brother. I'm not that kind of person! I'll help my brother as long as it's within my duty."
Look at Xavier's words, they were even better than singing.
Of course, the little thing did not know: The reason why Xavier helped him was that his own father Alex threatened him with his life.
Because Xavier was not sure whether Alex would commit suicide or not. However, Alex's situation was indeed very bad.
In order not to cause him unnecessary trouble, Xavier finally decided to break away from Alex's threat. As long as he could delay until his foster father returned to the Pengtto River Delta, then everything would be fine. Thus, there would be no need for him, Xavier, to worry about anything.
"That's enough for you, bro!"
The little fellow hit Xavier's stomach with her little fist in a friendly way.
This little thing was so gullible!
Xavier was very happy. He was not as smart as his father, but he could still defeat his son completely!
This was a pursuit...
"By the way, Old Eight, do you think my adoptive father will really kill me?"
The little fellow's brows were twisted with sadness.
"It's hard to say... It's all up to you, bastard, to take care of your own fate."
Xavier sighed slightly. He knew that Alex was really in danger this time.
Even if he had wings, he wouldn't be able to fly out of the castle. As for the people outside, even if they had wings, they wouldn't be able to fly in at all.
"Xan... Xan..."
Along with the emergency stop of the engine, the powerful and urgent shouting of the river came from outside the dome- shaped door.
"My adoptive father is calling you."
Xavier gave the little fella a push. It was as if the little fella was still immersed in the sorrow of whether his own father, Alex, would die or not.
"Don't make foster father unhappy." Xavier reminded him in a friendly tone.
"Foster father... Xan is here!"
The little fellow responded to the river bank, patting her slightly droopy little face, and went out with a forced smile.
Although foster father was important, it was more important to have a real father. What's more, his real father was a weak man who was a prisoner at this moment.
In most cases, people sympathized with the weak.
"Xan... I miss my adoptive father so much!"
The river bank raised the little fellow who had rushed over, kissed her on her cheek several times, and then held her tightly in his arms.
The hug of his arms was so tight that the little fellow was almost out of breath.
"Foster Father, where's my mommy? Why isn't she back?"
The little girl suddenly found that even when the servant drove the lengthened car to the garage, she did not see her own mother getting off the car.
"You only miss your own mother, don't you miss your adoptive father?"