As the words sank in, everyone turned to look at the door.


    In disbelief, they started to discuss.


    "Sophia is here too?"


    "I finally get to see the living Sophia."


    Antolin was intently watching the entrance.


    However, among the crowd, Burl and Goy were the most nonplussed.


    Burl and Goy exchanged nces, both seeing the shock in each other''s eyes.


    Burl, disregarding his image as president, raised his hand to wipe his eyes. "Am I seeing things? Isn''t that L?"


    Goy, usually calm andposed, was also stunned. After a long pause, he gulped and said, "I think neither of us is seeing things." That was indeed L.


    Someone nearby was discussing Sophia.


    Sophia, who had made significant contributions to the fashion industry of Pliar country, was well-known even if they hadn''t met her in person. Burl naturally knew it since the actresses under hispany wanted to borrow dresses from the Starlit Group, but they were underqualified.


    And Goy, the one with the best aesthetic sense among the five brothers, had never admired any one but Sylvester and Sophia from the Starlit Group. He had seen all the dresses designed by Sophia.


    However, he didn''t know it was L who designed them.


    This left him both shocked and amazed.


    Burl quickly took out his phone and secretly snapped a photo of L.


    And, he sent it to Sylvester.


    In Aurora Isle, the banquet in the pce had ended.


    The cab members had already left.


    Sylvester was in the map room with Louis, looking at the terrain around Aurora Isle.


    Aurora Isle was surrounded by the sea on three sides, with towering mountains on the other.


    Beyond the ocean were the other ten Balthazar inds.


    The Balthazar inds merged to form an ind nation.


    Each ind was governed by an elder from a specific family, and the ind nation wasposed of a council of elders.


    Looking at the scale, Sylvester was deep in thought.


    Louis, seeing Sylvester in contemtion, asked, "Mr. Gomez, you seem to have questions."


    Sylvester squinted his eyes, memorized the map, then pointed to a ce with his long fingers and looked at President Louis. "I do have some questions, but I''m here for more than this. I want to go to the Deep Sea Jungle Tribe Ind." Louis was taken aback by his words. "You want to go to the Deep Sea Jungle Tribe Ind? That''s a cursed ce; anyone who goes there gets possessed by demons."


    The Holy Light Tribe was wiped out back then, and to this day, no one knows exactly what happened.


    Even with advanced technology, Aurora Isle wasn''t developed enough, and even Louis, as the president, couldn''t avoid some backward mythological beliefs. But Sylvester didn''t buy those rumors; he only believed in himself.


    Hearing this, he gave Louis a cold nce, habitually ying with the ring on his left hand with his right hand. "Just do as I say."


    In his mind, that ce was L''s home; there couldn''t be any demons.


    Louis was still very worried. "No, Mr. Gomez, you are the god of all the people of Aurora Isle. You can''t get into trouble; I''m afraid I have to disagree on this."


    Sylvester ced his hands on the table, his height towering over Louis, slightly leaning down with an inherent sense of oppression. "Humans caused the fall of the Holy Light Tribe. Demons are nothing but human greed." Louis listened inshock. "Humans did that?"


    At this moment, Sylvester''s phone rang. He opened it to see a photo sent by Burl, a picture of L dressed in a different style than before, looking much more mature, but her beautiful appearance remained unchanged. The background was the G30 Summit venue.


    He thought, ''G30 Summit?


    ''How could L be there?''