"This..."
Greg Jensen was startled and hurriedly took out the Little Reviving Pill he had refined over the past two days and placed it into Old Master Stuart's mouth.
However, that previous palm strike had shattered his head and even his internal organs were ruptured; not to mention the Little Reviving Pill, even if a great immortal were to come, it would be of no help.
Greg Jensen could only watch helplessly as Old Master Stuart took his last breath.
"Dad..."
The mournful cries rang out as Miss Nine Stuart hugged her father's corpse, crying as if she had become a person made of tears.
Greg Jensen's emotions were complicated. Just as he was about to extend his hand, he was abruptly pushed away by Old Three Stuart.
"Get lost, don't touch my sister!"
"How dare you disrespect my boss?"
Xavier Cooper was furious and took two steps forward, ready to teach him a lesson.
"Forget it."
Greg Jensen stopped him with a hand and gently shook his head, then turned and walked outside.
