Louis looked at Hermes, not beating around the bush, and asked directly, "Do you know about my mother's death?"Upon hearing Louis ask such a question, Hermes displayed clear surprise on his face. "Why do you suddenly ask about this?" he inquired.Louis raised an eyebrow, "Is there a problem with that?"Shaking his head, Hermes replied, "No, I just thought Adonis might have told you earlier. If it were up to me, perhaps everything wouldn't be so secretive."Louis, hearing Hermes speak, couldn't help but furrow his brow slightly. TToday, he had heard similar words from Adel and now Hermes. They were convinced that his father had discussed this matter with him, but he hadn't even allowed Louis to investigate.What was this contradiction?Seeing that Louis genuinely didn't know about this matter, Hermes sighed. He explained, "Except for Adonis and a few of his closest confidants, no one else knows about your mother's death."Hermes' gaze seemed to drift into the distance as he continue
Ace had just entered Louis's office when he heard the continuous sound of vomiting from him. Ace couldn't help but furrow his brows a bit, suspecting something wrong, and tapped the bathroom door, "What's going on, Louis?!"Louis took a deep breath, seizing the opportunity to say, "I'm fine."Ace frowned; if he was okay, why was he suddenly vomiting? Considering recent events, Ace even felt Louis might have health issues.Louis quickly composed himself and stepped out. Except for a slightly pale face, he didn't look visibly unwell. He looked at Ace and said, "Continue working, I need to go somewhere."Hearing Louis say that, Ace couldn't help but furrow his brows. He stood before Louis, raising an eyebrow, "You've been acting strangely today. What exactly did you find out? You should know that you can't handle things alone."Louis furrowed his brows slightly, pushed Ace aside, and said, "Don't rely on your height to play tricks; it's only a 10cm difference."Ace chuckled mockingly
The entire room suddenly fell into a deadly silence, a calm before the storm. Titus's father looked at him, almost roaring, "Are you not wrong?! Can't you see what has happened to this world?!"Titus seemed to recall the gruesome scenes he had witnessed on his way back. He lowered his eyes in silent acknowledgment, saying nothing.The space shifted, and now Titus found himself confined in the library to regain his composure while his parents attempted to communicate with the divine to find a solution.Louis flew over to Titus's side, unsure of what this rebellious young man was contemplating. Perhaps he was wrong, or maybe he was not entirely wrong.He had his ideals. During their adventures, he had seen Titus as an abstract and kind-hearted person, always willing to help others. Titus was also an excellent leader, displaying outstanding leadership skills.Maybe he didn't think the consequences would be this severe, or perhaps he didn't anticipate things escalating to this extent
The gentle eyes blinked and spoke soothingly to ease his younger brother's concern, seemingly afraid Louis would get angry because of his brother's words. Louis remained expressionless on the surface, but deep down, he was contemplating.The energy of Louis and that urn of ashes seemed vastly different; the urn's point was notably low, unworthy of the position of the Adonis family head. However, Louis's father was undoubtedly not mediocre, handling family matters exceptionally well. So, there was only one answer to this...Perhaps, inside that urn of ashes, it wasn't his father's remains? If that were the case, then the DNA test should reveal the truth, shouldn't it?Nevertheless, Louis didn't dwell too much on this matter. He had even prevented a catastrophic meteorite strike and brought back a snake from the past. Faking DNA, it seemed, wasn't too challenging, especially for someone as evil as his father.Louis frowned, looking towards the two eyes on the door, and nodded, say
Louis looked at Ethan; he was still dressed modestly as before, with a gentle smile. He looked at Louis and asked, "Do you have something to ask me, the chosen one?"Louis looked at Ethan, nodded, and said, "Indeed, there is something I need your help with. Will you accompany me on a journey?"Ethan nodded and then ventured into the real world with Louis. Louis didn't waste time and flew directly towards the urn containing the ashes. He asked Ethan, "Can you help me summon the lingering soul of this deceased person?"Ethan raised an eyebrow slightly, "I don't know how you found out about my ability, but I must warn you that it may not be entirely successful. Few souls linger near their bodies after death."Louis nodded, indicating his understanding, "Success is good, but if not, it's not a big deal. I just want to confirm one last thing."Ethan nodded in acknowledgment. He raised his hand, and an energy emanated from it, enveloping the urn. The ashes in the urn slowly rose and be
Louis was at the airport, preparing to depart, when he received a message from Hermes informing him that two individuals from the military were coming to meet him. Louis knew that the government had also sensed something and was taking action.Furthermore, the battle in Gloria had caused quite a stir, although the civilians had been evacuated as quickly as possible to prevent any information leakage. However, the video recordings of that battle would undoubtedly reach the government. After all, many participants were government-affiliated, including the Special Event Investigation Team.Louis didn't mind the government getting involved; this matter concerned the entire world's safety. His current concern was how they would react and their position in this battle.Louis replied: [Engage in normal conversation with them and then report everything to me.]Hermes responded with a message indicating understanding. At that moment, Ace, beside Louis, suddenly said, "It's our turn, let's
"You're retaking your usual five-minute break, huh?"Louis slowly opened his eyes, hearing Ace's voice. Without any issues, he nodded and said, "Exactly, just finished resting."By now, their plane had started its descent into the city of Gloria, and at the airport, their company's dedicated vehicle had been waiting for a while.Descending from the vehicle was a middle-aged manager. Upon seeing Louis, he broke into a warm smile. Approaching quickly, he smiled in a flattering and customary manner, though not excessively impolite. Leaning slightly, he revealed the car behind him and said, "This is the car I've prepared for you, Mr. President."Without further words, he didn't say anything more. He knew in front of people of such authority the less said, the fewer mistakes made.Louis nodded in satisfaction, signaling for Ace to take the keys from the director and proceed towards the car. As Ace settled into the driver's seat, he heard Louis instructing him."Go to Avenue 8, Macron
The flowers Louis stepped on quickly turned strangely rotten, withering in the blink of an eye. Louis paid no attention to them; destiny seemed to be whispering in his ears, urging him toward that glass coffin.Simultaneously, Ace hurriedly followed Louis, seemingly just recovering from the scene. Louis quickly reached the glass coffin; the distance from the door to the coffin was not long.He looked inside and saw an incredibly beautiful woman lying in the coffin. Her hair had turned white, not natural or dyed white, but the white of an elderly person. Yet her face remained so young and beautiful.She lay on beautiful white roses, resembling a timeless painting. Ace, standing beside him, couldn't help but be amazed. He looked at Louis and asked, "Who is she?"Without answering Ace, Louis touched the glass coffin's surface and spoke solemnly, "She's my mother.""Your mother?" Ace almost couldn't believe it and asked again.Louis didn't respond to Ace's question. He looked at hi