Residence of the royal family of the Black Sun, inside a small room, 17 Saints and 6 young geniuses gathered.
Prince William was sitting on the main seat, looking at Caesar, who was standing in front of him. "The surroundings are safe now, you have no other excuse... Speak."
The pressure in the room was immense and was mostly directed towards Caesar, coming especially from the Saints of the three families: Stanley, Evren, and even the Altons.
Billy approached and patted Caesar on the shoulder and nodded with a smile to reassure him. "Speak up and don't worry, nothing will happen to you today no matter what you say; otherwise, how am I going to raise my head in front of Robin again? Haha."
A Saint from the Evren side interfered, "Humph, I wouldn't be so sure about that."
"Exactly, and don't try to fool us, boy. You'd better say the truth, or I will personally have your head if you turn out to be a spy!"
