Bolunlang fell silent for a moment, then shook his head. "You don't need to know that much. It's getting late. I'll go perform the funeral rites shortly. As for you, you should go back and recite the sacred canon."
Having said that, Bolunlang prepared to rise and leave.
But Alex said, "I want to know the truth."
"There is no truth." Bolunlang turned his back to him, refusing to meet Alex's eyes.
"If there's no truth, why did you stop those people from leaving Gust Town this morning, using the wolf pack as an excuse? Was it because you were afraid they would discover the facts?" At last, Alex voiced the doubts in his heart.
Bolunlang froze, his limbs trembling slightly. Only after a long while did he turn around. "You know?"
Alex nodded calmly.
Bolunlang's expression changed in an instant. "Tell me, was it you who hid Madam Connie?"
Alex remained silent, but in Bolunlang's eyes, his silence explained everything.
Hidden nearby, Angel noticed an interesting detail. After Bolunlang confirmed that Madam Connie's disappearance was connected to Alex, his chest began to heave as he panted rapidly. Disappointment and despair flashed in his eyes, along with a faint, almost imperceptible trace of regret.
Several minutes later, Bolunlang finally managed to calm the suffocating pressure in his chest. Pointing at Alex, he rasped hysterically, "You've caused a huge disaster! Go release Madam Connie immediately! Otherwise, everything will be over!"
Alex did not move. He merely looked quietly at Bolunlang, his expression cold. "I'm waiting for Father to explain."
Alex's attitude made Bolunlang tremble with rage. "Haven't you noticed? After Madam Connie was hidden away, what happened in Gust Town?"
"Martin died, Anthony died... and now, even the viscount's relatives have died! Do you still want to see more people die?