Benjamin Griffin snorted when he sensed the evasiveness in the conversation but didn't say anything more.
After a while, Owen Moreland seemed to have thought of something and added, "However, I remember I have a cousin at the Land Bureau, I might be able to ask him about the land. As for whether it can be done, that's another matter."
This, evidently, meant he was agreeing to help.
Benjamin Griffin's expression slightly brightened.
Seeing that his son had committed a favor to the Griffins, Old Master Moreland was eager to leave. "Since the matter is settled, let's disperse for today. I need to visit the hospital."
"Wait," Wendy Jones spoke up in time, "The main responsibility today lies with Owen, shouldn't he explain himself to us?"
Everyone present was sharp enough to grasp the meaning behind her words.
"If you have any other demands, just say them," Oscar Moreland said with a glimpse of impatience flashing in his eyes.