Matthew Lawrence chuckled at the words, leaning back in his wheelchair, eyes narrowed like Louis Lawrence's, fixed on the young, flamboyant man.
"He's really a heartless kid."
Louis Lawrence responded with a casual smile.
"Uncle, since you're back, you should return to Imperial City. Grandpa doesn't know you're back yet, does he?"
The final sentence carried a hint of threat.
Matthew Lawrence smiled even more deeply, moving the joystick of his wheelchair, leaving the dining hall.
"The environment here in Brocade City is good, I actually want to stay a bit longer."
With a smile in his voice, as Matthew Lawrence's wheelchair glided past Louis Lawrence, the sound reached him clearly.
In a corner unseen by Matthew Lawrence, Louis Lawrence's eyes flashed with a cold glint.
Then, he stood up, striding up behind Matthew Lawrence, gripping the wheelchair.
The wheelchair, moving forward, was abruptly stopped, causing Matthew Lawrence to nearly lose balance.
