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Chapter # 61

A deep voice came.

Shit. Shit. All of them thought at the same time, exchanging nervous looks.

All of them straightened up immediately when Sir Zuka stood behind. Their hearts literally stopped in dread when his glare came to Tristan.

“Father?!” They boy gasped. All of them stood up, upright like soldiers before him.

“What is this language, Tristan?” His voice softened.

His eyes were the same as his son’s light green accompanied by his long white hair and beard.

“I apologize, Father.” He said tenderly, looking down.

“This is not acceptable, I have guided you to keep your tongue clean but no, you have to soil it with foul words.” He sighed, shaking his head in disappointment.

“I know I am wrong and I am sorry for doing the wrong thing.” He said, having not a single regret of saying it.

That’s the reason he became friends with Randall and Zen or else this mind would have consumed his heart and adolescence.

“At least you know you did something wrong.”

Sir Zuka has never swore in his li
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