"How could he do this? Where does it leave the face of our Sophallo family? What about the next heir to the Sophallo family?"
At these words, the faces of the elders became serious. Although the sixth elder's temper was somewhat hot, the words he spoke echoed their sentiments.
If outsiders knew that the count of their Sophallo family had married a man, it would become a huge joke.
"Stop talking, the Count is here." The third elder, closest to the door, saw a figure gradually approaching from outside and reminded in a low voice.
The sixth elder fell silent. Everyone looked towards the door where two figures walked in against the light.
Today, Black Jack was still in black clothes and trousers, his sleeves loosely rolled up, embodying an aura of cold solemnity.
Everyone stood up in unison. Despite their dissatisfaction with Black Jack for bringing Jian Luo to the Elder Pavilion, they had to show deep respect on their faces.
"Count!"
