Capítulo 485: Grand Wedding [2]

Arten Myron, the current head of the Myron Household, strode down the long, narrow corridor of his estate, his footsteps echoing, accompanied by a steady rhythm of others trailing behind him.

His gaze lingered on the dimly lit corridors, where the flickering candles and torches cast a dim glow around. His expression fell as he noticed the faint cracks spreading across the walls of the estate.

'Just how far have we fallen?' 

It wasn't long ago when the estate was thriving. 

The walls were impeccably maintained and polished, and the corridors were brightly lit, rendering candles and torches unnecessary.

Not only that but looking out the window, Arten closed his eyes. 

...And most importantly, the people weren't suffering so much. 

'How could everything fall to this extent? How could...!' 

Arten took a deep breath and opened his eyes. He knew very well the reason why everything had turned out like this.