After Allen Morgan had finished speaking, his outward appearance remained as calm as a mirror-like lake, but internally, a tempest of shock was raging. He had not anticipated that a mere five-second martial exchange would allow Billy Lee to connect the dots and unmask his true identity so precisely. If Billy hadn't possessed prior intelligence, Allen realized he would have to completely re-evaluate this sickly, pale young man.
Billy Lee, seeing Allen lapse into a heavy silence, offered a faint, reassuring smile. "You don't need to be tense, Allen. In fact, you don't need to answer me at all. The internal dramas and historical vendettas of the Great Families are a labyrinth I have no interest in—nor the right to explore. I enjoy my life far too much to go looking for an early grave by digg
