"Father, I'm back!"
Haward Danta greeted the leading middle-aged man with a smile and a wave.
The middle-aged man had a tall and upright figure, wearing a red robe with golden borders, and he looked valiant and extraordinary.
This middle-aged man was none other than the current family owner of the Vermilion Bird Clan, James Danta.
"Humph!"
James Danta snorted and said, "You little rascal, don't you enjoy running wild outside? So why bother coming back!"
Haward Danta directly leaped down and threw herself into James Danta's arms, coquettishly saying, "Father, I've come back now, haven't I? Please don't be mad at me!"
"Third Sister, indeed, what you have done this time was wrong; you didn't even say a word and just sneaked away!"
"Yes, Father sent quite a few people looking for you, but to no avail!"
The speakers were two handsome young men, none other than Haward Danta's big brother, Jackson Danta, and second brother, George Danta.