'Wait, isn't that his voice?' Though Yao Lian was confused by the patriarch's remarks, she noted that the voice of the man beside patriarch sounded similar to that of the individual she had spoken with the night before.
'Don't tell me.' As she observed the man, her doubts intensified. She felt a growing certainty that he might be connected to her aunt's demise. Considering her aunt's status as an elder, it appeared quite possible for him to travel from the lower town to the upper town in just a few hours if he was indeed responsible for her death, showcasing his strength.
"Miss Yao Lian, I hope with this I have returned the favor," With Ryuk comfortably occupying the central throne, he rhythmically tapped his fingers on the armrest. His eyes locked onto Yao Lian, maneuvering his words to portray that his presence at the Wei family gathering was connected to the Lian family, signaling his intention to repay their goodwill.