"Spatial Spells, eh..."
Sophia Jones' expression grew grave upon hearing this.
Space Law is a high-level law.
Once mastered, that ability becomes very troublesome.
If it came down to a direct confrontation, she feared she wouldn't stand a chance of escaping with her life.
However, Leonard Churchill's expression wasn't nearly as pessimistic.
He added, "But they don't have the ability to enter this room, which means the restrictions of this room surpass their spatial displacement ability. It's highly likely they are clueless about what's happening in here right now. So neither the White Family nor those from the Southern Continent know about your existence, Aunt Jones. This is an advantage we can use..."
"Hmm."
Sophia Jones nodded.
Despite what was said, with her current strength and her injuries, the situation was still far from optimistic.
Before she could say anything, Leonard's gaze suddenly became sharp, and he changed the subject, "I have a plan."
