Meanwhile, Mark leaned back in his seat with a polite smile, but behind that expression, his thoughts were ice-cold and razor sharp. 'I know what you're thinking, great-grandpa. But unfortunately for you, every step you take is exactly the one I want you to take. His fingers brushed the edge of his sleeve where the storage ring rested. This entire arrangement is crafted for one purpose: to take you far away from the clan while I bring my family here safely. If you try anything over there, my people will know instantly. If you try anything here while I'm gone… You won't be here.'
He maintained the calm expression of a respectful descendant entrusting a senior with an important duty, but inside, he smirked. Go ahead. Plan whatever you want. The more you jump, the more I know how to catch you.
