Chapter 149
Author: Pen thinker
last update2026-02-13 23:29:29

At that moment, Jefferson's father quickly raised his hand up like someone trying to stop a moving train before it crashed into a wall, his face showing clear signs of worry and concern about the direction this conversation was heading.

“Father, please listen to me carefully,” he said urgently, his voice carrying the kind of caution that comes from someone who can see disaster approaching from miles away.

“I think we are making a very serious mistake here with this plan, and I strongly believe
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