Thales sighed longly.

"So that's it," Thales sat down in his seat and looked at Ian next to him, thoughtfully, "For the crisis of the Freedom Alliance, you came to Longxiao City, while your sister went to Guard City...

If you fail..."

"No." Ian interrupted him coldly.

The eyes of Qiyuancheng's heir had a fire that Thales couldn't ignore: "I will not fail."

"She will be the only one who fails."

"It can only be her."

Thales turned his head and looked at Ian.

"You just said," the second prince nodded slowly, his words carrying profound meaning: "I took away your sister."

Ian frowned.

Thales sighed and slowly clenched his fists: "That's right."

"What I took away," Thales took a deep breath and looked at the Grand Duchess on the Grand Duke's throne, who was looking at the audience calmly: "It is indeed 'your' sister."

Thales smiled.

He turned to look at the Grand Duchess who was about to speak, leaving Ian with a confused look on his face.

Just now, when Thelma slowly walked up to her seat, and when Ian told that story with hatred, Thales suddenly woke up:

It turned out that six years ago, he still had Rumba.

What they do in this hall.
Chapter completed!