The entire hall fell silent, with everyone holding their breath.
Jones remained silent, quietly looking at the Blood Clan Elders shrouded in shadow, without answering.
"Your adoptive father is no longer in this world, is that correct?"
"Yes," Jones answered without hesitation.
Immediately, the hall was filled with murmurs again. Although most people present already knew the answer, hearing it from Jones's mouth still carried a different weight.
"The one sitting in the Lich King's position now is your adoptive father's biological son, your brother Richie Gruggle, correct?"
"Yes."
"You and your brother have a disagreement, so you each inherited a part of your adoptive father's power, is that right?"
Jones remained silent for a while before finally answering, "That's not quite right. What we inherited was our adoptive father's will, not his power. The White Bone Holy Light Court is a voluntary organization, not an empire. It's just that some members support my decisions more."
