Even though the sun was shining, the tribal ind ahead felt gloomy.


    It seemed like a dark, lifeless ce, as if evil spirits could attack at any moment.


    Sylvester raised his hand, and Mildred got the hint, handing him the binocrs. Through the binocrs, the forest showed no signs of life.


    It was like the raid from years ago had wiped everything out.


    Sylvester was in a bad mood.


    A tanned sailor in a neat navy uniform came over and lowered the metal gangway.


    With a gesture from Mildred, the bodyguards, holding guns, split into two teams. They descended the gangway in an orderly fashion, standing guard while keeping an eye on their surroundings. Sylvester looked at the golden beach in front of him and walked down with long strides, Mildred following behind.


    The golden beach around the tribal ind had extremely fine sand.


    Sylvester looked down at the sand, couldn''t help but roll up his pant leg, squatted, and picked up a handful of fine sand.


    As the sea breeze blew, the fine sand slipped through his fingers.


    Sylvester frowned, then stood up, took a few steps forward, and suddenly felt something hard under his foot, contrasting with the fine golden sand.


    He lifted his foot and looked down to see arge sea pearl shining on the golden beach.


    He squatted down and picked up the sea pearl, which was about the size of a baby''s fist, emitting a pinkish-purple luster under the sunlight.


    It was beautiful and strange.


    Mildred watched from the side, eyes filled with amazement, "This is a deep-sea pearl, right? Such arge one is very rare nowadays; it must be priceless." Sylvester held it in his hand, lost in thought.


    The deep-sea pearl reminded him of someone.


    Mildred questioned, "But why is there a deep-sea pearl on the beach? Could it be..."


    Sylvester put the deep-sea pearl away and said in a low voice, "The Holy Light Tribe might have left it."


    Mildred was puzzled. "Holy Light Tribe? Is that the tribe that lived on this ind?"


    Mildred had found it strange why Sylvester wanted toe here.


    He thought, ''Moreover, what is so interesting about the Holy Light Tribe? Could it be rted to the Immortal Man?''


    Mildred only knew about L, the Mutant, and that she was The Immortal Man''s Mutant. He didn''t know how much suffering and hardship this Mutant had endured, nor did he know where she came from. Sylvester did not exin but instead ordered, "Some of you take tools to salvage this deep-sea pearl, and some follow me into the tribal forest."


    "Understood."


    In Greafury City, within the span of a week, Antolin''s case underwent two trials and concluded sessfully.


    In the first trial, Antolin''swyer presented evidence of his significant contributions to charity before his arrest, including the education and medical care of poor children in Forgotten Town. He also exined how, after taking over the Scott Group, thepany gradually became the Harrison Group, continuously funding students in Forgotten Town who couldn''t afford school.


    Thewyer used the petition from the people of Forgotten Town to pressure the Greafury City court indirectly.


    However, due to the severity of the incident back then, the first court, in order to appease public sentiment, initially sentenced Antolin to a suspended death sentence, with execution dyed for two years.


    But within those two years, anything could happen.


    If Antolin behaved well in prison, the death sentence could bemuted to life imprisonment, life imprisonment to a fixed term, and a fixed term to a reduced sentence, which made it possible for him to be released in a few years. But the second trial was moreplex.


    After all, there was a breakthrough in the headless female corpse case on Hubert''s side.