No one here was a fool.
To preside over a region and act as the key representative of a power was not a role for idiots.
Bobby's death was undeniably suspicious. It was highly probable that Ghost Blade was not the murderer.
But that no longer mattered.
Whether this incident was orchestrated by someone behind the scenes or not, the tightly drawn bowstring was now on the verge of snapping due to these events.
"Johnny died yesterday. Rumor has it that the newly ascended Vincent teamed up with others to take him down. Even William got involved," someone said in the room.
This was a study, dimly lit, with artificial hills and a lake outside, lending the place a tranquil atmosphere.
There were only two people inside.
The speaker's voice was deep and thunderous, like muffled thunder.
Another voice followed, calm and confident.
"It seems this wasn't stirred up by the Heavenly Demon Clan's people... Mike, what do you think?"