Chapter 863 Truth and Lies

On an island not far from Fairport, hidden behind lush greenery, stood an estate resembling a manor.

However, unlike the natural beauty surrounding it, the estate was heavily guarded.

Passing through the protective jungle felt like stepping into a place where ancient royalty resided, with strict security measures in place, even keeping the birds at bay.

"Hanson, I hope you can leave the country immediately. Otherwise, your fate may be sealed here, and Seardale might fall into someone else's hands. You know best what the consequences for your men will be." A voice echoed through the villa.

The mansion exuded a luxurious European-style architecture, with intricate carvings and gilded details that might become overwhelming when looked at for an extended period.

A man lay on the sofa in the grand hall. He gazed up at the delicately sculpted murals on the ceiling, which each portrayed figures intertwined in an artistic representation of the medieval era.

"Hanson, what are you think