Chapter 713: Composure

Any other doubts or speculations about the issue at hand were beginning to seem unworthy of attention.

With a calm and composed smile, Violet faced the ongoing situation, speaking with an air of indifference.

"What's the big deal, Old Hawke?"

Her assured voice echoed in the empty room.

When confronted with her questioning about the matter, Old Hawke was momentarily at a loss for a reply.

Even faced with the current predicament, he didn't seem to have any additional thoughts about it.

Everything was as plain as it appeared to be, a straightforward reality.

If he had too many speculations about the problem, it would be valueless.

Then why would there be a need to consider many other aspects of the situation?

Thus, the circumstance had turned into a straightforward affair, no further hesitation was required.

At the outset, everything was as people understood it to be.

Naturally, under such circumstances, there was no need for further musings.