บท 1957: A Shocking Shock

"Grandfather, I am your fourth-generation grandson…"

The noise persisted.

Maddox Johnstone's voice boomed like thunder. "Silence! Since you're all here, that saves me the trouble. Step forward when I call your name!"

"Harshil Johnstone!"

Hearing this name cut deep into Maddox.

This was his third uncle!

How could someone so close to him be so misguided?

He had made such a terrible mistake.

A middle-aged man with strong energy and vitality emerged. 

His cultivation was not low, and he appeared refreshed. 

He called out like an elder, "Maddox, it's been a long time."

"Third Uncle, Maddox will see you off. Don't hold it against me."

Maddox clenched his teeth.

As soon as these words left his mouth.

The entire scene fell into a deathly silence.

What was he implying?

"Maddox, you…" Harshil was stunned.