"You… You are… You are Ray Griffith." The Red Lion recognized the man standing above the sky.
The man maintained his silence, staring at this old man.
"You are his father?" The Red Lion drew a gasp before gritting his teeth. "Don't tell me. You're using your own son as the bait to lure me here?"
Ray's eyebrows twitched when he heard that question. "Me using my son as bait, even when my own family is trying to harm him? Are you joking with me?"
He took a deep breath and calmed his anger before continuing, "However, I really need to thank you."
The Red Lion was bewildered by his last statement. "Thank me?"
"Yes. With your life, I can start making preparations to kill those who are aiming at my son. Shouldn't I thank you?" Ray snapped his finger.
Suddenly, the cloud above them swirled and began to disperse, creating a giant hole above the sky as if Heaven had just sent their representative.
