The sound of the explosion startled everyone in the shabby building.
Tim opened the window to take a look, "Judging from the noise, it comes from the Callahan Clan." Another explosion echoed in the distance. The region that belonged to the Callahan Clan was like a firework display, with sprouts of flame lighting up in the east and west, causing quite a spectacle.
Everyone could see that the Callahan Clan was under attack.
"Baby, when did you set off those bombs? Why didn't you invite me?" Grey complained in a bit of a sulk.
"It wasn’t me."
"Not us? Then who was it?"
Grey then turned to William, speaking in a harsh tone, "It's already dark. Are you still planning to stay the night?"
At this point, the Callahan Clan was in disarray.
Greyson stood in front of a pile
