"…"
A black-haired man with sapphire eyes looked at a cracked life table with red eyes. Beside him, there were two people. One wore a luxurious white robe that symbolized the presence of an Ancestor, and the other seemed to be a Grand Elder.
The common thing with them was all three of them were shaking as they saw the cracked tablet. However, looking at the other tablets on the shelf, they came to understand that it was only one of them who had died.
The three of them were none other than Logan Loret, Ancestor Dian Alstreim, and Grand Elder Valdrey Alstreim.
"Suppress this information. No one should come to know of it." A solemn voice echoed from Logan as he clenched his teeth, causing the other two to nod.
Grand Elder Valdrey Alstreim nodded but still appeared shocked, "This… this shouldn't be possible."
"Indeed." Ancestor Dian Alstreim nodded heavily, "The others are alive. I think this is a mistake…"
