"Don't worry, we are the Shwell family that has been through more than two hundred years of storms and has never fallen. We are still at the height of our power, so it won't be so easy to defeat us. They want to treat us as prey, but it's not certain who's the hunter and who's the prey."
Seeing that Jeffrey was silent, Retlin laughed at him. "You're just a child. Go and study in peace. This is something that elders like us should worry about. It's not your turn to worry about it day and night."
This time, the discussion between the grandfather and grandson ended with an unpleasant topic. After hanging up the phone, Retlin sat in his chair in a daze.
Even though he had sounded optimistic when facing Jeffrey, the reality was not as easy as he had said.
After the news of the Pritz family's girl's death spread, those people had been busy for several months in order to eradicate the weeds and consolidate their forces.
