Ronan offered a faint smile. "Well, as for that… I'm quite willing to trust you as a person, Patriarch Faulkner. But my Myriad Pill Tower has only just opened for business, yet your Faulkner Family's Second Master sent people to trash the place, ruin our reputation, and even carried a coffin right into the tower. It's difficult not to be furious, wouldn't you say?"
'Damn it,' Ronan thought. 'That Second Master of the Faulkner Family actually dared to have a coffin sent to my Myriad Pill Tower. I'll make damn sure he gets a taste of what it's like to lie in it.'
"Mr. Ronan, this…" Mavis Lennon's face paled. She immediately thought Ronan was going back on his word and wasn't going to save her son.
BLEGH! Before Ronan could speak, the child in Mavis Lennon's arms suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood. The bright crimson stained the front of her clothes, a jarring sight.
The sudden turn of events shocked everyone present.
