Chapter 97: Savage Face-Slapping at the Wedding (Part 3)

"Old Warth is here!" Those few words boomed through the wedding hall like a great bell, echoing off the walls. Everyone turned toward the voice and saw an elderly man striding in, face wreathed in smiles, his gait steady and powerful. Behind him followed a refined, scholarly-looking middle-aged man in his fifties. Someone with sharp eyes quickly recognized the man behind the elder. "Isn't that Lawrence Warth, Jerton's richest man?" "Damn! If the richest man of Jerton is personally accompanying...