Lancer was smoking a cigarette. The cigarette butt was about to burn his fingers. He dropped the cigarette butt fiercely, "Richard, help me watch over them, I need to make a call to Hardy."
Richard nodded and looked at the two girls. The girls turned around on their wooden horses and waved to Richard together.
"Uncle Richard~~"
Richard liked the sound of them calling him very much.
Smiling and waving to the girls.
When Richard spoke to Lancer earlier, it was out of respect, but he had already made up his mind. If Lancer continued to hesitate, he wouldn't mind taking matters into his own hands.
There was something Hardy once said that stuck with him.
"We're brothers. Brothers sometimes act foolishly, get lost, run into trouble. That's all fine. We should step up and help them out."
Hardy was dealing with something at the moment.
