"What the hell! Joe Salvatore!!!!"

"How...???" One of the people gasped, mouth wide open as they stared at the middle aged man who slowly stepped into the hall, looking like a war lord.

"Wh... Jacob, did you hear that?" Theresa who was still nearby heard the gasps of the one name that haunted her even in her dream and believed she was hallucinating.

"Huh? Hear what exactly?" Oblivious to the names being gasped out, Jacob asked as he stared around.

He was casually taking in everyone's appearance but suddenly, his eyes were glued straight on the one person that had just stepped into the hall.

"M...mother, who is that? Why...