Chapter 150

As I sat across from the elderly man in his dimly lit office, my heart pounded with a mix of anticipation and trepidation. I needed to know the truth, but I had to approach the subject carefully, making sure not to reveal my personal connection to the matter at hand. With a calm demeanor, I began a subtle conversation, hoping to extract the information I sought.

“So, I’ve heard some rumors swirling around about the past,” I started, feigning casual curiosity. “Stories of old alliances and betrayals.”

The elderly man, his eyes clouded with age and wisdom, leaned forward slightly, his expression hinting at a lifetime of experiences. “Ah, the past,” he sighed, his voice filled with a tinge of nostalgia. “It holds many secrets, my friend. Secrets that some would prefer to remain buried.”

I nodded, maintaining an air of intrigue. “Indeed. But sometimes, the truth has a way of resurfacing, doesn’t it? No matter how hard people try to hide it.”

A flicker of uncertai