Very soon, the entire Trinity Grand Hall was empty except for Andrew, Valerie, and Luther.

Valerie looked curious and asked, "Mr. Johnston, why did you send everyone else out? Are you saying you don't trust your own people?"

Luther shook his head. "It isn't about trust, but what I'm about to show is our sect's secret. Besides the head of Mount Lourneau, no one else is allowed to witness it."

Valerie let out an "Oh," then asked, "So do I leave too?"

Luther replied, "You don't need to."

She frowned. "Why? Am I not considered an outsider?"

Luther chuckled. "You might be an outsider, but there are things you won't understand anyway. So whether you're here or not doesn't matter."

Valerie stared at him. Her fists tightened, and she almost swung at the old man.

Meanwhile, Luther had already walked toward Andrew. Without making any noticeable move, he raised his hand and swept it through the air as if drawing invisible lines. Immediately, a book materialized out of nowhere and floated