Greg was very satisfied with Uncle Hall's attitude. He had thought it would take some effort, but Uncle Hall proved to be very understanding.
He took out an antidote and placed it on the table.
Uncle Hall's eyes narrowed as he looked at the small pill on the coffee table, filled with longing.
But he didn't move.
It wasn't that he didn't want it, but rather that Greg hadn't given him permission to take it yet!
Greg said indifferently, "This pill will keep the poison at bay for a week.
However, what I need to clarify is that if I hear again of you oppressing the good and committing evils, this will be the last antidote you will get."
Uncle Hall broke out in a cold sweat on the spot and promptly assured him, "Rest assured, I will definitely change my ways and never commit those inhumane acts again."
"Hmm, it's good for you to do more good deeds usually."
"Yes, Mr. Jensen, I will surely heed your advice."
