Inhaling deeply, Christina Lee voiced out the doubts in her heart.
Her eyes fixed intently on her son's eyes, as if trying to discern something.
"Mother, it's not the first time I've killed someone."
Wyatt Barnes, prepared for this, responded without hesitation, a slight smile on his face.
"When did you kill someone previously, and why didn't I know about it?"
Christina Lee raised an eyebrow, curiosity filling her voice.
"Mother, before today, I've killed people in my dreams… quite a few of them. An old man in my dreams arranged for me to do these training exercises. I remember the first time I killed someone in my dream, I was extremely scared and even threw up."
Wyatt Barnes explained.
Again with the dreams!
Although Christina Lee found it hard to believe her son's words, she had no idea how to account for the change that had occurred in him.
"It seems that the old man in your dream really cares for you. Wyatt, let's go to the main hall. The family head is still waiting…"
