Walter didn't speak, a derisive smile curled around the corner of his mouth. It was subtle, but ridiculous enough to make his old face look laughable.
Clearly struggling to suppress his excitement, but finding it incredibly difficult to hold it down, it was gradually distorting his expression.
"Master…" Fierce Eagle wanted to persuade him, but in Edivana, everyone called Liam Yancey "Master Liam". In his urgency, he overlooked using that proper title.
"Do it!" Liam Yancey's eyes were cold and ruthless, the obvious suppressed emotions were almost at their limit, as could be seen from the veins bulging on the back of his hand.
"...Yes." Fierce Eagle didn't dare to persuade him further, he bowed his head slightly, then turned around to make the call.
Five minutes later he returned to report, "Master Liam, everything is set, and the news will be out in half an hour…"
