Seeking Aid

Blink. Blink. 

The gang stared at each other momentarily, seeing the confusion in their eyes. 

Even Donghai felt it hard to believe.

Is Butler Feng talking about the Tian couple still in a coma? 

Grandmaster, Grandmaster... Maybe it's an old hermit ancestor in the Tian family that he was aware of. But even at that, how could such a person be greater than their Gia household? 

Inwardly, Donghai didn't believe it. Especially when staring at Dorian face to face. 

Tch! 

His lips twitched, secretly looking at Butler Feng as though asking if his brain had a screw loose.

That's right.

It was also 10 A.M.

And he and his gang were now standing within the grand Tian hall.

Butler Feng gave a deep bow with one hand over his chest. "Grandmaster. Please, pardon my intrusion in visiting without warning."