Arnold Simmons let out a light laugh, his voice like a jade stone, yet it sent chills down the spine, "So what if they do, no one dares to casually discuss my people, it seems Third Granduncle has forgotten that I'm merely a bastard who doesn't even qualify to be in the family tree, where would I get any family from?"
With those words, silence fell all around.
Indeed, they had almost forgotten that Arnold Simmons used to be nothing more than a bastard shamed by all.
The order to exclude him from the family tree was given by Old Sir Simmons himself.
Not being in the family tree meant that Arnold Simmons was not regarded as a true Simmons Family member, and any minor relative on the sidelines could humiliate him.
Back in the day, Third Granduncle's son certainly didn't refrain from laying hands on Arnold, but even if the elders knew, they didn't take it seriously.
