Freedom Federation.
At this moment, the night was deep, and most of the citizens had already fallen into dreams.
But the meeting room of the Yuan God Guild was still brightly lit.
Beside the large conference table, a full thirty seats were empty.
Including the first seat to the left and right of President Parker Williams, which were always occupied by his right-hand men, James and Bruno, but those seats were empty too.
At this moment, Parker Williams slowly put down the encrypted communicator in his hand, his expression terribly grim.
Various lights flickered in his eyes, shock, doubt, disbelief...the other branch leaders were just the same.
After a long while, Parker Williams finally gathered his emotions and took a heavy breath.
"James and the others should have already died in the Otherworld."
A branch leader said incredulously: "This, this can't be? Could they be held up by something, so they haven't returned?"
Parker Williams shook his head and said: "Impossible!"
