Landlord Wang disregarded the pale faces of the two individuals, turned his head, and looked at Yu Daming who had just kicked someone out, instructing, "Daming, go invite my nephews and cousins over!"
"Yes, Master!" Yu Daming immediately ran out to fetch people.
"Youbao, you've suffered..." Landlord Wang's gaze fell back onto Wang Youbao, and seeing how much thinner Wang Youbao had become, his old eyes reddened with distress. "Don't worry, your father is here, I won't let them bully you anymore!"
Wang Youbao immediately shook his head, "Dad, I'm alright, as long as you get better, that's all that matters." Being bullied was nothing; all he wanted was for his kind father to be healthy and live a long life.
Landlord Wang sighed, "Your father isn't sick, it's just that my time to die is near, I'm already seventy, I've lived a long life, it's time for me to go."