Logan thought to himself, "Is this the power of unity within an aristocratic family?" He felt the unspoken understanding and solidarity among the Wright Family, and couldn't help but feel a bit dazed. He seemed to see the vision of the family clan he had always dreamed of—a united, harmonious, and powerful family.
For a moment, Logan was so immersed in his thoughts that he forgot everything around him. But soon he returned to normal. He stroked his chin slightly, a firm look flashing in his eyes. He knew that although he was not part of the Wright Family, he could still learn a lot from them. This power of family unity was exactly what he pursued.
"Young Master Logan, what are you thinking about?" An elder of the Wright Family asked with a smile, his tone full of kindness and care.
"Oh, nothing," Logan smiled and responded, "I was just admiring the power of aristocratic families. The unity and harmony of the Wright Family truly make me envious."