Oden couldn't help but furrow his brow upon hearing Morven's words.
Remus was the one who brought the conversation to this point. If he still endured it, it would bring even more shame to the Crimson Valley. However, he couldn't refuse Morven publicly and could only turn to the two elders.
The elder mocked, "Master Howell, you have no say in this matter. Imagine if I were to declare in Crimson Valley, 'No entry for Gresun Organization's disciplines and dogs', what would you do? Does a single statement from me settle things for you?"
The other elder chimed in, "What's happening here has nothing to do with you. If you can speak, speak. If you can't, we won't treat you as if you're mute. However, if you insist on speaking when you're unable to, I won't hesitate to sew your mouth shut!"
"You all..." Morven never expected them to be so blunt, leaving him momentarily red-faced and speechless.
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