If There Are No Medicinal Herbs, I Will Kill Him

William's face flickered with solemnity.

He didn't expect Tristin Schroeder to be so difficult to deal with.

"Tristin, about Ethan Smith..."

"Chief Richardson, no need for more words." William's words were interrupted by a wave of Tristin's hand.

"This Ethan Smith has been getting a bit too big-headed lately. He dares to provoke the people of my Schroeder Family; it's time to teach him a lesson!" Tristin scoffed coldly.

William knew that there was no room for negotiation, so he could only nod and say, "I understand, Tristin. Please send my regards to your father."

After dropping those words, William turned and left the Schroeder Family residence.

"This Ethan Smith is really a troublemaker." Sitting in the car, Chief Richardson couldn't help lighting a cigarette.

He couldn't help but feel conflicted about whether or not to tell Emily Taylor about this matter.

However, after pondering for a moment, he ultimately dismissed the thought.