No Peace

The ancestral hall was eerily quiet.

Countless eyes were focused on Michael.

At this moment, even Straich and Saylor felt that the atmosphere was strange.

Perhaps neither of them expected that things would develop to the current point.

Michael stood there silently, looking at Timothy standing in front of him.

No words, no movements.

It was probably more than ten seconds later that a sound was heard.

But it shocked everyone.

"If I say that...