"But this... will push... them to... act desperately..." Having said this, he was already drenched in sweat.
"Father, they are bound to jump the wall sooner or later. Now, there's no difference. They're all going to come for a chance at this. Instead of waiting for them to grow more formidable, we should act now."
"No... no way..."
Nolan Morrison smiled faintly, "Aside from worrying about driving them mad, there's another reason, isn't there, Father? You still consider them relatives, right?"
"After all, they... they are... from the same... ancestors..." From a young age, Nicholas Morrison was educated to think about the bigger picture. That year, when he took over, the Morrison Family wasn't as prosperous as it is now. To fight external enemies, you must first ensure internal peace. The family must unite to withstand adversaries. Even after all these years, he still believed that even if conflicts arose, they couldn't be openly known, as airing family grievances was not wise.
