Even though he did not understand most of it, he could roughly tell that the young man before him was a big shot with an impressive background.

Not only was he Anna’s master, but he seemed to be the grandson of the Divine Constabulary’s president as well. This kind of big shot could easily annihilate the Wattersons just by speaking, yet his foolish son went up against him head-on. Did he want some excitement because he was bored with his comfortable life in the Wattersons in Long Beach?

Thud!

Tom directly kneeled before Alex.

“Sir, please forgive my son for what he has done. We weren’t aware of who you are!”

“I’m really sorry, sir!”

Alex looked at him, “Huh? Why did you say sorry to me?”

Tom said, “Sir, I, Tom Watterson, failed to teach my son properly and let him offend you and your girlfriend, please forgive me.”

“You don’t need me to kneel down anymore? You don’t want to have my intact corpse anymore? My girlfriend doesn’t need to mourn your son as his wife for three ye