The voice belonged to Alvin Morgan.
Hugo Lowell was so shaken he couldn't regain his composure for a long time.
The scene of the great purge in Kingsford twenty years ago seemed to be playing out right before his eyes.
His confidant advised worriedly, "Family Head, you absolutely must not go. It's possible that Sunstone has discovered what the old patriarch did."
Hugo Lowell's fists clenched, his expression grim. 'Is Heaven itself bent on destroying the Lowell Family?'
"Summon the descendants of the Lowell Clan. We're holding a family meeting."
***
「At the same time.」
Dozens of people in black clothes and silver masks were heading toward a remote mountainous area.
An extremely ordinary power plant stood there.
Every day, people in blue work uniforms could be seen coming and going, humming little tunes.
"Hey, Zhang, on duty again?"
"Yeah! They've got me scheduled for three overnight shifts this week."
"That sounds rough."
The man, Zhang, gave a simple, honest smile.
