"What is this, playing house like little kids?" a Family Head couldn't help but say from a distance, "So slow, are you worried he won't be able to dodge? Even someone with a brain embolism would have dodged by now!"
"Shut up!" An angry voice came from behind.
"Who the hell is speaking..." The Family Head turned to curse, but upon seeing who it was, his complexion instantly turned deathly pale. After a moment of silence, he slapped himself twice, his voice trembling as he said, "I... I..."
Out of fear, his tongue seemed to tie itself in knots, unable to utter a complete sentence.
Under the watchful eyes of all, a middle-aged man walked out from behind.
The middle-aged man had a lean figure with white temples, but his hair on top was pitch black. His eyebrows were like two sharp longswords, extending into his temples, giving off a naturally intimidating presence.
The surrounding Family Heads all changed expressions, bending over to bow, and said in unison, "Mr. Han!"