The ancient Lilian, with her face covered in wrinkles, lay on her bed with only a wisp of breath left, seemingly on the brink of departing at any moment.
However, leaving the material world behind to return to the embrace of the Lord wasn't necessarily a bad thing for Lilian.
She suddenly spoke in a feeble voice, "Father, that matter you discovered half a year ago, I have personally confirmed it again."
Byrne was taken aback for a moment and then spoke with great astonishment, "You actually went to verify it? Have you considered the consequences if it turns out not to be as we thought?"
Lilian gently shook her head.
"That's why you are not as devout as I am, Father."
"Deep down, I've always felt that things would develop in that way."
Byrne fell into a deep silence. Then, Lilian struggled to raise her arm, revealing the complex red mark, and continued,
