CHAPTER 622: CHAPTER 622: IDENTITY EXPOSED (PART 2)

If not, if The Dark Tower were truly taken over by a descendant of the Lowells, then in today’s Umbral Zone, there might not be any trace of The Dark Tower among the top powers.

As these thoughts swirled in their minds, they stood up, bowing respectfully, saying: "Greetings, Lord of the Dark Tower."

Every single person made this greeting with utmost respect, without the slightest hint of insincerity.

The Lord of the Dark Tower merely nodded slightly in response.

No one dared to express dissatisfaction with this; they felt it was entirely natural.

The only person present who might dare to have an opinion was probably Pip Finch.

Pip Finch felt quite displeased, muttering under his breath: "Why come so early? It really disrupts the fight with the Jacobs Family Head."

Raina North was speechless upon hearing this; Pip Finch was so fond of fighting. If he wasn’t fighting, he was on his way to another fight.

Pip Finch didn’t know Raina North was complaining; he assumed she was scared, reassuring her: "Don’t be afraid, Miss. Although this Lord of the Dark Tower seems creepy, it’s okay. No matter what happens, I’ll protect you."

Raina North smiled: "Thank you."

Seeing Raina’s smile, Pip was taken aback, his cheeks slowly reddening, stammering, "You’re, you’re welcome..."

Oh dear, he felt he might be in love; the way Miss smiled was just so beautiful.

Raina North didn’t notice Pip Finch’s budding affection; her mind was racing. Since the Lord of the Dark Tower was already here, it indicated the real meeting was about to start, and what followed would truly be the most crucial part. Whether The Celestial Alliance could get through this would depend on what came next.

She rubbed her chin, contemplating how she must find a way to stay behind, only by knowing all their movements could she promptly devise ways to cope.

As Raina North pondered, her gaze instinctively swept over the people present, thinking carefully about who among them could still be of use.

Raina’s gaze first swept over the big shots of other factions before slowly moving to the central seat.

Then she stopped.

She stared blankly at the person holding a document standing next to the Lord of the Dark Tower, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Is that Quinn Thorne?

But why would Quinn Thorne be here?

Could it be someone who just looks like Quinn Thorne?

No, no, no...

Raina quickly denied it; this person isn’t just similar in appearance, but identical to Quinn Thorne.

More importantly, when he saw her, his expression was akin to one struck by lightning, as if seeing a ghost in broad daylight.

Raina was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses and suddenly grabbed Pip Finch, shaking his arm vigorously: "Pip Finch, who is that man?"

Pip Finch said: "That person is the Lord of the Dark Tower, Miss, don’t worry, the Lord of the Dark Tower doesn’t bite."

Raina North shook her head: "No, I mean the man in a royal blue suit standing next to the Lord of the Dark Tower."

"Oh, you mean him, that’s the Lord of Vermilion."

"Lord of Vermilion, you say he’s the Lord of Vermilion."

"Yes. This Lord of Vermilion is always the lapdog of the Lord of the Dark Tower, inseparable for years." Because Pip didn’t understand why Raina was so agitated, he thought she was scared, hastily saying: "Miss, if you’re really scared, come into my arms, I’ll protect you."

Saying this, he shyly glanced at Raina North.