Chapter 28: Then Wait for Death

An old man with snow-white hair and beard walked into the Yale family's council hall, hands clasped behind his back. He squinted as he moved, dressed in a plain white tai chi outfit, looking like any retiree out for a morning stroll in the park. But anyone who mistook him for that would be dead wrong. Ares Yale, head of the Yale family, saw him and his expression shifted. He frowned. "Old Pavilion Master Scurr, what brings you to my Yale family?" Ares asked, voice even. He knew the visitor:...