Sometimes, life was a bitch.
This was one of those times.
The clan that had already breathed a sigh of relief that the best-case scenario had occurred was once again plunged into conflict as the best-case scenario turned into a worst-case one effortlessly.
Currently, the entire clan was within the meeting hall, and the atmosphere was extremely heated. In truth, everyone else had cold and grim looks on their faces while all the heat came solely from one person.
Dominic did not stand on the dais, nor did he lower his voice or hold his words back. He stood right in the center of the meeting hall, where those who came to supplicate usually stood and glanced through the crowd with such hatred and fire that others could only lower their heads.
