"Young Master, we are here!"
Upon hearing this voice, Brooklyn truly cried out. He followed the direction of the sound and saw five youthful figures dressed in black suits, with gold badges on their chests, running toward him.
These gold badges came from ancient inheritance; these five people were none other than the Knight Guard from Brooklyn's family.
These people were all descendants of medieval knights from the Brooklyn Clan, meaning they were the true foundational strength of the Brooklyn Clan, each capable of handling ten opponents.
Although these five arrived relatively late, in Brooklyn's eyes, the current situation meant he could preserve his life, and that was already pretty good.
"If you had killed me directly just now, maybe you could have avenged your friend."
