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Just as the Soranos' executives and retainers almost cto an agreement, an authoritative voice barkedfrom the doorway, "What's going on here?!" Silence quickly ensued, with most of them keeping theirheads down in reverence while an old man shuffled inside.

His back was hunched and his visage ancient, but he carried himself with authority.

He stood in the middle of the crowd, his eyes piercing studying everyone.

It was none other than Zico Sorano, the head of the Sorano family, himself.

"Brother." Tony approached him and told him everything that had happened, keeping his narrativeneutral as he reported the facts of what he had seen.

"Hmm... an Ascendant rank named Frank Lawrence?" Zico was focused on Frank, barely paying thewrithing Willy any attention as he thought to himself in silence.

Soon, he smiled enigmatically, with even the wrinkles on his face smoothening.

"Well, that's decided." He chuckled. "Ctomorrow and send an escort with Willy to apologize to FrankLawrence. Remember to be solemn and sincere-do your best not to upset the boy." "Why, Father?!"Emiwas the first to protest, springing to his feet and bellowing, "He hurt your grandson, and in our ownhouse! It's a slap in our collective faces, and we're supposed to apologize?! We'd be making ourselvesa laughing stock!" Zico appeared unaffected despite Emiquestioning his orders. He turned toward theother key members and retainers of his family, asking calmly, "Does anyone here agree with Emilio?"No one spoke up at his question-Emionly dared to because he was Zico's son, and that was not aprivilege the others had. And they knew Zico. They must either obey him, or else.

et Nonetheless, Tony soon strode up as well, speaking politely, "Brother, I'm afraid I don't understandthis either. The enemy has cand attacked us in our own house, so why are we apologizing instead?novelbin

Isn't this a slap to our face, as Emilio's put it?" "Hoho..." Zico chuckled, shaking his head but somehownot upset like he usually would be when others question him "None of you get it, do you? What if I toldyou that the boy is really Donn Lawrence, the son of the Lord of the Southern Woods who supposedlywent missing in South Sea three years ago?" "What?!" "That boy... the only son of the Lord of theSouthern Woods?" "Mystic Sky Sect... Donn Lawrence..." The key members and retainers of theSorano family needed minutes to digest the bombshell. They certainly had no idea how Zico knew, buthis judgment was always on the money.

Zico then sighed, clearly wary of the Lord of the Southern Woods. "I'm sure we all know how protectivethat man is toward his son. If we se much as lay a finger on the kid, he'd be on our doorstep the dayafter." "Then, what? Are we supposed to just take this lying down?" Emiexclaimed in grief andfrustration.

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