Fristy Davis had never seen them like this before. In her mind, though they were getting older, they always cared about their image.
She suddenly realized that this trip to the Capital City might not be peaceful, so she quickly put on a worried expression: "Parents, what happened to you?"
Mrs. Young was fuming with anger and didn't know who to vent it on. Seeing Fristy's rosy cheeks, full of vigor, and looking so well-kept, she grew even more irritable.
"What happened, what happened, are you blind and can't see?"
Fristy Davis: "I... Mum, you..."
Mrs. Young snorted coldly: "Hmph, I see you've been living quite comfortably at home, with this Old Hag not in your way. You're almost becoming king in this house, aren't you?"
Fristy secretly gritted her teeth. If these two old folks weren't still clinging to parts of the Company shares, she would have found Sword Master to deal with them.
