Aiden turned his head slightly. Golden flames flickered in his eyes as if they were real, and killing intent surged from him.
"Once I kill everyone behind the attack, your Hawthorne family will naturally be safe."
John froze for two seconds. Then wild joy filled his face.
He knew Aiden too well.
Once this man said he would "wipe them out," he would not leave a single person alive.
"Thank you! Thank you, Aiden! As long as we survive this, the Hawthorne family will follow your lead from now on!"
John was so excited that he could barely speak clearly.
"Enough talk," Aiden cut him off coldly.
"Give me every clue the Evil Demons Guild left behind after attacking you."
John did not dare waste a second. He quickly pulled a stack of bloodstained parchment reports from the lining of his clothes.
"These are tracking records our Hawthorne family's dark web bought with more than a dozen lives!"
