A man of about fifty years old was standing at the doorstep.

Based on his appearance, he looked sixty or seventy percent similar to James, especially the nose. It was of the same mold.

Meanwhile, there were two other men behind the man.

One of them was the young master of the Witch Doctor Sect—Levi Bayer.

The man looked at James and said with a frown, “Dad, the time has long passed. Why haven’t you learned how to control your temper yet? Look at you. You are already so old. How long more