Black, You’re Finished! No One in Heaven or on Earth Can Save You Now

"Speak your mind."

A silver-haired lady, standing in the corner of the hall right outside the Royal Treasury Vault, turned around to look at her younger brother, a little confused.

"How will our future be?"

"Even if you asked me…"

Remaining in silence for a brief moment, the black-haired boy then replied her in a calm manner, "I have no idea as well."

That conversation took place before Joshua walked out of the vault.