At that moment, San froze and nothing seemed to have meaning. He did not tell the Messenger to repeat his words because thanks to his sharp hearing due to his cultivation base, he could hear it all clearly.
San could hear a ringing in his ear and even though he should have been directing troops to his home to kill the emissaries, he could not say a word.
He could see the irony in the situation. Just like how he and the Plebeians had preoccupied the Great families with the protection of their young generation so they could launch an attack on their home base, the Malevolent one had taken advantage of him coming to Hal's mansion to launch an attack on his home.
But How? Thought San.
How could so many have died?
"How many of these 'Emissaries' attacked the Fidwud Family home?" He asked in a hollow voice.
