Shiloh frowned and said nothing.If there was anyone in this world who could still stir her heart, it was her own son. She had lived for centuries, and by some twist of fate, she had given birth to Remyn. Yet she tried her best not to think about it, because every time she did, her emotions spiraled out of control.She was the Saintess of the Greene family, a living legend in Holtrien's ancient history. Yet, she had been taken to bed by Andrew, a man hundreds of years younger than her, and it had even resulted in a child.After living so long, she had stopped caring about human emotions and worldly attachments. If trouble arose, she simply erased it. However, this time, it was different. After all, this was her own flesh and blood, and she could not bring herself to let him go."Fine. I'll go take a look," Shiloh said.She stood and walked out, but before leaving, she glanced back at Remyn. "Focus on practicing the technique I taught you. If you don't make progress, I'll deal with

Ragnar's face twisted with hatred. "As long as we destroy Holtrien, no one in this world, nor any country, will be able to challenge the West. But such a precious opportunity was ruined by the Three Empires' failure. On top of that, they've even dragged us down with them."Jorge remained silent for a moment, then hissed coldly, "Holtrien has never been easy to deal with, from ancient times until now. Otherwise, our western continent wouldn't have been eyeing them for 1000 years without managing to take an inch of eastern territory."Ragnar said irritably, "Holtrien is powerful, but the West, the Dark Clans, and the Three Empires' alliance can break them. Jorge, you must have sensed it already… Andrew is definitely a threat, one that can threaten even us progenitors. In this war, while the eastern and western continents are battling, if we can kill him, that would be best. If we can't, then we'll face the risk of being completely eliminated in the future."The green ghostly flames in

Someone exclaimed, "For the past thousand years, expeditions to the Dark Clans' stronghold have ended in rivers of blood!"Another said, "Does Holtrien really need to take such a risk? The last time we marched west, an entire generation of our greatest masters died in foreign lands.""To cross thousands of miles of the Outlands, to reach the depths of darkness and enter that filthy Blood Sanctum… That place is forbidden ground for Eastern warriors. Just thinking about it sends chills down my spine." Philip said, "Elio, have you really thought this decision through? Everyone here represents Holtrien's current top tier. If we fall in foreign lands, Holtrien may never recover, and it could be countless years before we can rise again.""An expedition where only martial god-level fighters even qualify to participate... just imagining it is terrifying."As various parties voiced their concerns, a flicker of hesitation crossed Elio's stern face, showing his own uncertainty.In the next

Andrew said calmly, "You should stop throwing your seniority around in front of her. You're already lucky if she even glances at you."Orson flew into a rage. "Andrew, don't be so arrogant! The Nieves family may have been suppressed by you, but isn't humiliating me like this going too far? You want me to respect her? Are you kidding me?"Before Andrew could respond, Elio had already explained, "Don't get worked up. What Andrew said is absolutely correct. She is indeed the only surviving ancient legend in all of Holtrien. She's the ancestor of the Greene family, and she definitely ranks higher than you in seniority."Orson stood there, completely stunned. Elio paid him no mind and smiled at Andrew. "I've been waiting for you for a long time. We haven't seen each other in years! I've really missed you!"Andrew pursed his lips. "You may have missed me, but I certainly didn't miss you. I'm doing just fine now and have no attachment to the Divine Dragon Order whatsoever." Elio glare

Andrew choked out, "Uh!"With Bridget present, he suddenly did not know what to say. His face turned red, a rare sight. Bridget looked deeply into Andrew's eyes, her gaze filled with profound shock. She could hardly imagine how bold this young man was. Even Reginald, a notorious ladies' man, probably was not as crazy as his son. The relationship between him and Shiloh had actually happened through force! Bridget desperately wanted to ask how Andrew had dared to do such a thing. Coming back to her senses, Bridget immediately greeted her respectfully. "Ms. Greene, I'm Bridget Ashford. Long ago at the Rainveil Sect, when I was very young, I had the honor of meeting you once."Shiloh's gaze remained calm. "I remember you. Why have you come to see me?"Bridget said respectfully, "I didn't come for anything important. I just wanted to come see you. Also, congratulations on recovering all your memories."A look of weariness crossed Shiloh's eyes. "What does it matter if I've recov