Angelina headed back to the compound and met the chaos ongoing. It had even gotten worse now, with mobsters running helter-skelter. She stood there, furrowing her brows as she stared on in confusion.

Her eyes didn't even catch a glimpse of Emma or Speaky to at least ask them what was going on.

"Wow… you really are special to your master. I can't believe you're the reason the compound is so restless like this," Silas suddenly said behind her, and she turned with a scowl.

"What do you mean? Is this some kind of silly talk?" She frowned.

"Go see for yourself at the clan burial ground," he simply replied,...