Chapter 937 The Truth About Mr. Tate’s Grandma’s Death
- Right then, inside the Shadow Palace’s cabin.
- Everything had finally settled. The people who were at each other’s throats a moment ago now sat blank-faced at the table, like they were in a meeting.
- No one spoke. Everyone just sat there, waiting for the other side to make the first move. The cabin was so quiet it was scary—you could hear a pin drop.