The press conference was halfway through when Night Owl finally appeared.
Night Owl wore a dark suit, impeccably tailored without a single crease, his face masked with a silver facade, stepping onto the stage under the flashing magnesium lights like a major celebrity.
The media's skepticism hit him head-on.
Gulit saw Night Owl, held her son tightly, and shouted loudly, "He is Night Owl!"
Gulit's body began to tremble violently; she was terrified of this man, terribly afraid.
If she couldn't save her son today, returning to the Imperial Palace would mean a terrible death for her and Moore.
Gulit yelled, disguising her fear and vulnerability, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and seize this man!"
The guards were all Night Owl's people; how could they listen to the words of someone like Gulit who only had a title but no real power?
