These four branch family Saint Lords, who were usually always united, not only failed to band together to resist him...
Instead, their many years of friendship vanished into thin air. They started directly tearing into each other like a pack of rabid dogs.
Could... could this all have been within the Saint Lord's expectations?
Then the depths of the Saint Lord's mind were simply a bit too terrifying.
…
Watching the four branch family heads shirk responsibility, quarrel endlessly, and bite each other until they had mouths full of blood... Alex sat silently with an expressionless face for a long time.
Finally, he spoke calmly.
"Alright, stop tearing into each other."
"What I said just now was not because of any single one of you. Nor was it targeted at any single one of you."
"Rather, the rules of the Hale family are going to change from this day forward."
Oscar Hale asked cautiously. "The Saint Lord means..."
