The man in the suit felt that his old man was making a mountain out of a molehill!
Howard Larson frowned and said in a profound tone, "The Sage family may seem weak. However, among the seven great families, there are only a few who dare to touch the Sage family. As long as this old woman is alive, the Sage family won't fall!"
Just as he had finished speaking...
"Which deity is this, talking about this old woman!"
A black, dragon-like convoy arrived.
The first car stopped steadily, and old lady Sage got off with her dragon-headed walking stick. The person holding an umbrella for her was the elegant and refined Heather Sage!
"It's me, your second brother Howard!" Howard Larson laughed out loud.
"I was wondering who it was. It's second brother Gerald's birthday tonight. Did you have to come personally to offer him your wishes?" Old lady Sage said with a faint smile.
