�I never expected the White Star to be this strong.�

The mage from the Poeff household brushed his face with both hands.

The true strength of the White Star that he had only speculated in the past was causing him fear. However, the people who were winning against such strong opponent were also beyond their imaginations, making the Mercenary King unable to take his eyes away from the footage.

��Patriarch-nim.�

Bud Illis turned his head.

He could see Ron Molan who was sitting on a couch and looking down at him with cold eyes. Ron started to speak.

�None of the footage is fabricated.�

Ron Molan.

There was still information about him in the Mercenaries Guild�s directory.

He was a highly respected assassin.

�Think hard.�

Ron gave that advice as he turned away from the Mercenary King and the mage. He heard Bud�s voice as he headed for the door.

�Patriarch-nim.�

Bud Illis cautiously started to ask.

�Are you planning on spreading your household name on the Eastern continent again?�

Bud could see Ron turning around after hearing his question.

He could not help but flinch after seeing Ron�s face again.

The corners of Ron�s lips had curled up.

It was a cold smile that was far from his usual gentle smile.

�Just focus on your own life. No need to ask me about mine.�

It was an answer suitable for the Molan patriarch who was described as cold in the directory.

Bud Illis recalled what Cale had said after he could no longer see Ron who walked out the door.

He couldn�t tell whether that blunt yet confident tone was Cale Henituse�s natural tone. However, it was the first time he had heard confidence and a sense of pride in Cale�s tone.

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