The elevator door opened with a ding. A dignified old man in an emerald green robe stepped out.

"Jay?" Franklin was following the old man out of the elevator.

Jacob sighed in relief. "Dad, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Franklin shook his head and gestured at the old man with a smile. "Say thanks to Master Roman. If it wasn't for him, it would be total chaos in here."

Jacob observed the people following the old man. Their eyes shone brightly as they seemed to be full of energy. Jacob lightly nodded. "All thanks to Master Roman."

A petite lady with short hair behind the old man glared at Jacob, perhaps dissatisfied with Jacob's half-hearted acknowledgement.

Franklin bowed. "Master, please excuse my son's ignorance. He's still young." He glowered at Jacob.

Jacob raised his eyebrows. What was that for? Saying thanks is just one of the many ways to express gratitude.

The old man looked at Jacob with bright eyes. "Young people should have a bit of pride. Otherwise, there would be no difference between them and us old ones."

"Master Roman is indeed a martial arts master, such humility and open-mindedness!" Franklin was in awe.

The old man cleared his throat. "We'll leave now, Mr. Lynch. I'll see myself out."

"Take care, Master Roman. I'll visit with gifts soon." Franklin bowed with his hands clasped together.

As the group of people left silently, Jacob turned towards Franklin. "Dad, what happened? I came as soon as I picked up your call."

"It was nothing." Franklin answered stiffly. When the incident happened, he called Jacob in a panic. Thinking back, it was embarrassing to call his son whenever there was trouble.

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