“Hey, Grandpa Beirut, why are the four clan leaders here?” Linley looked towards Beirut, puzzled.
Linley’s divine sense had easily detected that Gislason and the rest of the four were within his estate. Only, there were in the east gardens of the estate.
“Oh, about that…” Beirut said awkwardly. “Linley, when you went to kill Augusta, I thought that this matter would be resolved without a hitch. And I also knew…that Gislason and the others had always wanted to take revenge for their four ancestors. Thus, I told them in advance, so as to let them be happy about this.”
Linley was stunned. He didn’t know whether to laugh or to cry.
“Are they…waiting for my good news?” Linley truly didn’t know whether he should laugh or do…something.
