Chapter 125

Elsewhere, Carson stood with mixed feelings. He was full of joy and sadness. In front of him, the building that was once his home was now only rubble, with crumbling walls, destroyed roofs, and memories that were also immersed in the rubble.

he stared at the ruins with a heavy heart. The beautiful memories of his childhood were vivid: the joyful laughter of playing in the courtyard, the tantalizing aroma of her mother's cooking, and the loving voice of her father. Now, all that was gone, replaced by silence and sadness.

A sense of loss enveloped Carson, tightening his chest. Each piece of debris seemed to represent a shattered hope, a vanished dream. He remembered how this house had been a refuge where Ken's family stood firm. Now, there was only emptiness haunting him.

With one step forward, Carson reached out as if to touch the remnants of memories. Tears welled up in his eyes, but he refrained from crying. "I will restore the honor of this family," he whispered, determined to use t