Chapter 1217

Ramona was standing behind Hestia, looking at her worriedly. "Tia…" "Stop right there!" Just as Perseus was about to help Hestia up and comfort her, Alex stopped him. What shocked Perseus even more was that Alex was dressed in all black as well! His wrinkled face was filled with anger. "Mr. Sanders, you're…" Alex turned around to look at Hestia who was kneeling on the ground. Then, he dragged Perseus away. "Don't bother her now. Come with me." They arrived at a gazebo in the backyard. Sweeping a glance over Perseus, Alex asked, "Have you reached the peak Spiritual Level?" Perseus nodded. "Yes, I have. Mr. Sanders, why are you wearing—" "I'm part of the Townsend family as well. Only Hestia and I remain after the massacre. The rest of the family has been wiped out. Is it still bizarre for me to be wearing funeral garb?" Alex lit a cigarette, taking a long drag from it. A glint of imperceptible worry flashed across his eyes. The Townsend family had been wiped out, yet A