Patriarch's Chamber, Yule Family, Ocien.
"Things aren't looking good.." The Old man Sun sighed as he looked at the report on his table. It seemed that the people of the Ancient Families were here.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a person appeared in front of him.
The old man calmly glanced at him, and the figure just pushed his hand out. There was a crest in his hand with the words 'Crimson' on it.
"It's been a while..." The Old man calmly stated as he looked at the person and his eyes began to turn serious.
"I went quiet to keep the end of our deal. But, why is that you guys allowed this place to get infested with Demons. You better provide me some answer Old lady, I know you are hearing me.." The Old man Sun snorted.
"Well, Little brother is still sharp as ever.." An old lady's voice sounded as the person took out a transmitter from under his cloak.