Seeing Adrian injured, the cloaked figures nearby were vaguely agitated.
They stared at Vincent Sinclair with eyes full of anger.
Vincent Sinclair coolly looked at Adrian.
He planned to fire another shot without uttering a word.
But at this moment, Rowan, who had been silent by Adrian's side, broke his silence. He pulled back the hood on his head, revealing his face.
When Vincent Sinclair saw the face that bore a resemblance to Ronan, his hand holding the gun trembled.
The hatred and madness in his eyes recondensed.
"Are you Vincent Sinclair, the traitor of the Luminar Clan?" Rowan looked at Vincent Sinclair with a calm gaze.
Vincent Sinclair looked at Rowan and suddenly sneered, "Your temperament is nothing like Ronan's."
Rowan frowned slightly, "You are not worthy of mentioning my ancestor's name! Today, I will let you serve as a funeral offering to my ancestors in this Underground Palace!"
