A Debt of Gratitude and a Family's Choice
"The Tyson Family owes you nothing, there's no reason for us to be your helpers."
Wren Tyson said coldly!
His words rang throughout the reception hall.
For a moment, the atmosphere became so tense that even the sound of breathing seemed louder than usual.
The elders of the Tyson Family remained silent.
The younger disciples exchanged nervous glances.
Across the hall, Steffan stood with his hands behind his back, his expression as calm as ever. The pressure radiating from his body felt like an invisible mountain pressing down upon everyone present.
Wren Tyson's eyes remained firm.
He knew exactly why Steffan had come.
This was never truly about the Tyson Family.
This was about Julian.
The moment Julian became involved, the Tyson Family had been dragged into the storm.
But Wren Tyson had made a promise.
A Tyson never broke his word.
Julian had saved his life.
