Chapter 3599

Adrian heard Mosi’s words but ignored him and fixed his gaze instead on Pilan, a murderous glint in his narrowed eyes. "Sir Pilan, you owe me an explanation." Pilan's closed eyelids remained steady, but his thin hands trembled slightly. His voice, ancient and indifferent, replied, "What explanation do you seek?" Adrian let out a cold, disdainful laugh. "Your shamelessness is truly revealing." His voice, like a whisper from the depths of hell, echoed through the room. "The Nathuks deserve to pay." Pilan abruptly opened his eyes, a flicker of fear crossing his face before he suppressed it. Adrian's figure on the stage brought back vivid memories of an incident five years ago. "The Nathuks wronged you, but what have I done to provoke you? You nearly crippled my heir," Pilan replied. The tension eased with this statement, and relief spread through the room. Suddenly, the hall's main doors swung open with a crash. A bald middle-aged man in black entered, his eagle-eyed gaze and predato