บท 167: The War God is My Grandson

The Old Master of the Burton family twirled his beard and said nonchalantly, "Our surnames are Burton. We were one family 500 years ago. It's normal for Chief Burton to give our family face." Why did he care so much? As long as the person came, it was fine!

Daniel shook his head again. "I keep feeling that something is amiss. That Chief Burton is someone who doesn't even give face to the higher-ups."

Old Madam of the Burton family glared at him. "Daniel Burton, what do you mean? Do you not want to see our family doing well? Why can't Chief Burton wish me a happy birthday?" Their family was the family of a first-class meritorious official. Shouldn't he wish her a happy birthday?

The Burton family's eldest son also said with a serious expression, "Daniel, you just came to Beijing. There are many things you don't know. Don't make wild guesses."