"You! You! How could you?" Patriarch Armstrong stuttered in anger. The old man glared, pointing his finger at Leon. "How dare you say that to me? Aren't you afraid that Yelena will hate you?"
"Let's see if Yelena hates me or you more." Leon snorted loudly. "Patriarch Armstrong, you are the one who destroyed my general's family and you are also the one who destroyed my lover's feelings. So why should I be nice to you? I even have dozens of reasons to hate you."
"Bastard! You—"
"I don't want to waste time doing this nonsense with you. Just remember what I said today or I might send a warehouse full of air poison to your house." Leon interrupted the much older figure. He then turned around and walked away without looking back.
On the other hand, Damian watched their interaction calmly. "
