Sighing heavily, Alex said, "I anticipated your skepticism, which is why I came prepared."
As he spoke, Alex's finger glowed.
He gently tapped Oliver's forehead with the glowing finger.
As a result, images flashed before Oliver's eyes, accompanied by voices, and as the revelations unfolded, his face drained of color, and sadness filled his eyes.
He had just seen the recording of his brother and cousin plotting his dead. They wanted to assasinate him in the lesser dimension. It was full of danger. So if he died there, no one would be able to verify that he was assassinated.
"Does father know about this?" Oliver asked in a voice thick with emotion.
"I don't know," Alex replied.
However, it was a widely accepted truth that nothing escaped the notice of the Thunder Lord. He should be aware of the planned assassination since it concerned one of his son's life, yet he hadn't interfered. It showed he didn't care about Oliver's life and death.