Chapter 915: Kick Them Out

Old Master Omar Wimple was in a rare, mellow mood, a faint smile resting on his face as if nothing in the world could trouble him. "Dad, you seem to be in good spirits today." Oscar Wimple walked in with a bowl of ginseng tea. He set it on the desk with careful hands. "Someone dealt with a few of those families that were never too hard to handle in the first place," Omar said, not bothering to hide his delight in front of his son. His lined face practically glowed. "Of course I feel refreshed." Ever...