Trexie finally snapped out of her delusional state and pushed herself up from the bed.
She stood before her grandfather and explained everything, recounting how she had managed to join her cousin Troy on his trip to City B, where they checked on the local gangs their clan had recruited.
From there, they traveled to City A, tasked with the mission of establishing cooperation between the military forces of City D and City A—but the mission had failed.
Worse, the sudden disaster had struck while they were unprepared, throwing everything into chaos.
"You also said, Grandpa, that the disaster would come in two months," she said bitterly. "But you were wrong—it came much earlier."
Jack's brows furrowed deeply as he fixed his granddaughter with a sharp glare.
He hadn't expected her to throw the blame back at him. The truth was, he himself had been caught off guard as well.
According to his insight ability, the disaster should have struck two months after the day Trexie left City D.
