"What big event, and it involves our family?" Raymond Dyer, looking displeased, walked out of the room. The new maid in the room had such smooth skin, and he hadn't touched enough before his dumb son spoiled the mood. How could he be in a good mood?
Gideon Dyer was also helpless with this father of his. The old undying one had grown increasingly eccentric over the years, adding sister after sister to their Dyer Family, which had led many of the large clans to mock them incessantly.
But he truly dared not meddle, because his father was the strongest, and his words were most decisive in the clan. Plus, his biological mother had long passed, so no one could control him.
"It's like this, Father!" Gideon Dyer took a deep breath and said, "Two hours ago, two people broke into the Immortal Mountains, drained the Immortal Transformation Pool's immortal energy, and then left leisurely!"
