“Grandpa, are you still mad at me?”

Xander entered the house and happened to hear what his grandfather was saying. He pursed his lips in disdain but quickly adjusted his expression and walked into the living room.

Hearing Xander’s footsteps, Old Master Lancer finally found a channel to vent his fury. “What are you doing here? Where is President Lawrence?”

Xander said, “He left through the back door. Are you still expecting to see him? Haven’t you spoken out enough for him?”

“Bast*rd!”

Xande