Kendall recognized the group of people in white coats. They were all Luke's poker friends and villagers who had lived in Greene Town for decades.
On weekdays, their words and deeds were no different from those of ordinary villagers. But at this moment, they stood up straight, their eyebrows and eyes bright, as if they were elites in certain fields.
A middle-aged woman smiled and curved her eyes. "Old Parker, the 'enemy capture' mechanism you designed turned out to catch your own precious daughter. Let me interview you. How do you feel now?"
Luke remained silent.
Kendall's tone rose, "Dad can also design mechanisms?"
Wasn't her father just a village man who only knew how to farm honestly?
"Of course, your father can design things. The mechanism that made you fall suddenly was designed by him decades ago. Don't underestimate him," another middle-aged man explained to Kendall.
