The hall was large enough to have plenty of empty space. Liam stopped beside the marble table, warily checking his surroundings before refocusing on the sitting family.
Such a luxurious area wasn't ideal for what Liam had in mind, at least for its first part. Still, he had never really cared about those matters, and his main worry outclassed everything else.
"Can I speak freely here?" Liam asked. "Is there any risk of leaks?"
Any force could easily take offense at those questions. After all, the palace was the heart of the Dark Heaven Tribe, its central place, and Liam was implying it was unsafe.
Yet, Liam couldn't leave anything to chance, not with what he was about to reveal. The cultivation world simply had too much magic to be wary of.
The seriousness Liam's face, tone, and aura radiated prevented shouts. Uriah and Amber exchanged a glance before looking at their daughter, who nodded with what seemed a hint of pride.
