Eastern Duke looked at Arlo with bewilderment etched on his face. "Arlo, is your nephew mad?" he asked, still taken aback by the audacious display of power.
Arlo's face, in contrast, bore a smirk that concealed his pride and admiration for his nephew. He had been watching Roy's growth, witnessing his maturation into a man who didn't just possess immense strength, but also a fervent protector of his loved ones. Looking back at the Eastern Duke, he retorted, "No, he's not crazy. But he is definitely someone that won't stand his wife being disrespected."
