"Report!! Master! Something has happened!!"
An urgent voice shattered the silence of the night at the ancient mansion of the Oscar family.
Inside the martial arts hall, the patriarch Bowen remained seated, his eyes closed. It seemed as though nothing happening outside concerned him.
"Much ado about nothing, extremely noisy," Bowen uttered disdainfully. He seemed displeased with the frantic behavior of the family servants outside.
Currently, his eldest son's memorial had not yet passed. Everything should be calm and discreet to appease Leo's soul.
Everyone in the family was observing a mourning period, mourning for their lost loved one.
But tonight, this foolish servant was causing such a fuss, as if nothing in the world was more important than his son's memorial.
Beside him, Bill bo
