The old butler nodded at the assistant and strode toward the elevator.
Then, he headed straight for the top-floor conference hall.
Here, members or agents of the "Gibson Family," "Hera Family," "Amiel Family," and "Losa Family" had already been waiting for quite some time.
A young man stood up and nodded in greeting.
Dressed in a suit, he naturally buttoned it up as he rose, mildly leaning forward before straightening up again.
His shoulder-length hair draped down, his expression gentle, his demeanor polite, resembling a well-cultured artist.
A member of the "Losa Family" in Sector F, Losa 11.
A friend of young Master Send 9.
After evaluating him internally, Xilin bowed respectfully in return.
The two exchanged pleasantries cordially.
However, an elderly man who was also of advanced age could not restrain himself.
The man rapped on the table.
"Xilin, you've broken the rules," the elder said in a resonant voice, representing the "Gibson Family."
"The Hundred Major Families have decreed that no family shall use any off-field methods to influence the 'game.'"
"Yet you contacted three 'Brutalizers' and even joined 'The Golden Lamb'... Since when does the Send Family call the shots in Sector F?"
With a coquettish laugh, a representative from the "Hera Family" spoke up.
She was a lady in a bright red dress with a black veil over her face.
As she spoke, the black lace fan in her hand fluttered incessantly.
"We need an explanation," said the proxy for the "Amiel Family," a middle-aged man.
His robust figure stretched his suit tight.
He gestured to the assistant as he began to speak.
The assistant, who had long been waiting, approached with a box in his arms.
It contained documents as well as tapes.
At a glance, Xilin knew what was inside.
It was the footage of him contacting the three 'Brutalizers' and his movements over the past three days.
"Do you need to see it?" asked the "Gibson Family" representative again.
"There's no need," Xilin shook his head.
"So you admit it?" the lady from the "Hera Family" asked with a smile.
"That shouldn't be something Mr. Xilin would do, I believe that you wouldn't have done this. Surely it must have been your subordinates overstepping their bounds and committing such acts. We should clarify things before discussing this further," said Losa 11, who hadn't spoken up until then.
Right away, he began to make a case for Xilin.
Such remarks made the representatives of the Gibson, Hera, and Amiel Families look disdainfully towards him.
Indeed, as foolish as the rumors described.
The lady from the "Hera Family" gently opened her folding fan, waved it twice, then fixed her gaze on Xilin.
"Don't tell me, just like Master Losa 11 said, these were all done behind your back by your subordinates," the lady said with a hint of amusement in her voice.
"Of course not," Xilin shook his head decisively.
Then, the old butler bowed again to thank Losa 11.
"Thank you, Master Losa 11, but I did it. All deeds are mine to bear," he said.
The old butler spoke, his hand shaking slightly.
A small handgun appeared in his hand.
Raised high, the gun was pointed at his own temple.
The old butler continued, smiling slightly.
"It was my momentary anger that led me to this act of arrogance that shamed my 'Butler's Duty,' having nothing to do with the Send Family."
"You wanted an explanation?"
Then, he pulled the trigger—
Blood splattered everywhere.