"Adams, what did you want to see me about?"
Madison walked into a secluded courtyard and looked at Adams, who was sitting there admiring the fountain and landscaping.
Adams looked at Madison, confusion in his eyes. "Marquis Madison, after the meeting ended, I tried asking Count Taylor why he shared such important information with the Henry Family. He told me he had reported it to you first, and that you were the one who told him to disclose it at the Round Table Meeting."
Madison did not deny it. Instead, he followed Adams's gaze toward the nearby fountain. "Adams, what are you trying to say?"
"I cannot understand the deeper purpose behind your decision. I have always believed that, although we live under the same roof as the Henry Family, we are rivals and enemies."
"Why, then, did you tell them this crucial piece of information, the very thing that could secure victory?"
Adams frowned at the aged Marquis Madison beside him. "Honestly, if you had kept Count Taylor from announcing it and quietly gone to kill Qin Siyang yourself, I could have understood that. But the choice you actually made leaves me utterly baffled."
Madison took a deep breath. "Adams, do you really believe that we and the Henry Family are enemies who must fight to the death?"
"Do you see it differently?"
"We live in the same region. We have lived together, grown together, and weathered countless hardships together. In the end, are we nothing but mortal enemies, no different from what we are to Qin Siyang of the Eighth Domain?"
Adams did not answer directly. Instead, he said, "I remember that, before the Apocalypse, a person of great standing once said there are no eternal enemies or friends in this world, only eternal interests."
Madison asked, "So