Inside the hotel room.
Three women and one man.
Julius Reed stood by the window, quietly gazing into the night that had already turned dark.
Autumn Name Mountain is a great mountain.
Extremely high.
Causing the town's nighttime lighting to be quite dim.
Dragon Dance said nothing more, she stood silently beside Julius Reed.
On the bed, Hiddy felt the most awkward.
She wanted to leave, but didn't know how to start speaking.
Her internal shock left Hiddy in a very bewildered state.
Who are these two people in front of me?
And what is their relationship?
What's the connection between my master and this man?
She didn't know, nor did she dare to ask.
Lillian Tompson slept soundly.
But in her dreams, she wasn't very happy.
Because what she saw was none other than Pruitt Wilde.
A leader she sought to revive all her life.
There was a time Lillian Tompson felt her life's purpose was to resurrect Pruitt Wilde.
Now, she realized she should live for herself.
