Chapter 1072

The old man's voice carried the weight of countless years, like an ancient relic awakening.

"I'm indeed a descendant of the Collins family. Who might you be, sir?" Chase quickly paused, eager to engage now that the elder had finally spoken.

"Me... Just call me Murdoch," the elder started to introduce himself but suddenly changed his mind.

Chase did not press further, instead responding in line with Murdoch's cue. "Murdoch, may I ask why you stopped me?"

Chase had sensed that this elder had been awake for some time but had chosen to ignore him until now. The fact that Murdoch called out just as Chase was about to leave suggested he had something important to convey.

"Did you just have a fight?" Murdoch did not answer and instead posed a question of his own.

Chase nodded without hesitation. "Yes."

"And what level was your opponent?" Murdoch's gaze was fixed on the bloodstains still evident on Chase's clothing.

"He was a stage-nine martial lord," Chase replied with some pride.

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