" I mean, did you really expect them to be telling the truth? Even I wouldn't be naive enough to believe them," Long Chen said as he took the diary back. He kept it in his storage ring again.
Lord Glen sat on the chair, seemingly lost and defeated. He still didn't believe everything that had happened.
Saint King was dead, and his family was also killed, and he didn't even know. He had still been thinking that they left this place in anger after the betrayal.
Seeing Long Chen and feeling the Saint King's aura, he was happy. He believed he had found a clue to get back to them. He thought he could meet the Saint King and his younger generations.
Unfortunately, all it resulted in was getting him the bad news about their death and that he could never meet them anymore.
He kept his head down, not saying anything.
Seeing him like this, even Long Chen didn't say anything. He gave him time to gather his thoughts since it was probably a hard time for him.
