Huang Ling sank back in his chair, a headache throbbing at his temples. The revelation that the Demonic Sects had begun infiltrating the Legacy Families was a devastating blow with dire implications.
If they had managed to infiltrate the Soaring Dragon Palace, who was to say they hadn't also infiltrated the Just Alliance? The two men sat in a heavy silence, the tension in the air growing palpable.
Letting out a weary sigh, the older man finally spoke, his voice laced with regret. "I'm sorry you had to endure such hardships, Brother." He looked at Michael, genuine concern etched on his face, validating his heartfelt words.
"It appears the situation is far graver than I had anticipated." He was relieved that he hadn't hastily summoned all the Legacy Families to an emergency meeting. The consequences could have been catastrophic. However, their current predicament was no less dire, as they found themselves in a treacherous web of mistrust and uncertainty.
