"Elderly Maidservant."
William Cole recognized the old woman before him at a glance—it was none other than the elderly maidservant of the Dawn Sect's seventh family branch, along with a group of elderly maids.
The moment Hazel Kramer saw the elderly maidservant, she was startled. The old woman before her eyes was so hideously ugly, with deep-set eyes and a face bearing a smile that made her look like a dried-up corpse.
With a wide grin revealing a mouth of rotten teeth, the elderly maidservant said, "Lord Cole, hearing a hundred times is not as good as seeing once. Your presence is indeed formidable, truly quite extraordinary."
William Cole, looking at the old woman in front of him, spoke directly, "It's you who wants to kill my son Wilson Dawn, isn't it?"
He got straight to the point, without any intention of hiding his thoughts, startling everyone present.
"Nonsense!"
"William Cole, do you know what you're talking about?"
"Do you know where you are?"