Looking at the smiling Wall, Owen Hart fell into a daze.
He looked around him, feeling at a loss. He saw his father's bitter, yet somewhat relaxed expression, he saw his grandfather seated dejectedly in another corner of the room, silently stroking that Holy Scripture that he always carried with him wherever he went, and he also saw the elders and loved ones from the Hart family. Then last but not least, there were the higher-ups from the Church of the God of Scholars.
"What's going on?" he could not help asking.
