Chapter 73: The Imperial Capital Trembles, the Three-Year Pact Ends Prematurely

The Imperial Capital. Within the heavily guarded, sprawling estate of the Looske family, an atmosphere of suffocating gravity had descended. In the heart of the main mansion, within a study paneled with dark, ancient wood, Edison Looske sat behind a desk the size of a small boat. The patriarch of the most powerful family in the nation, a man whose single word could reshape markets and topple political careers, looked older than his sixty years. His usually immaculate suit was slightly rumpled,...