"You came?," Connor asked coldly, glancing at the middle-aged man in front of him with an expressionless face.
"I've come here to apologize specifically to you, Mr. Connor. My father has also come!" The middle-aged man stammered.
And there, standing before everyone, was none other than Tom from the Yearwood family.
Other elders from the Yearwood family also stepped out of their cars and stood in an orderly manner in front of Connor, with respectful expressions.
"It's actually someone from the Yearwood family?"
"Could it be that this young man has some connection with them?"
"I never thought this guy's background could be so terrifying. He actually knows people from the Yearwood family!"
"Indeed, it seems like today's affair has become quite interesting!"
The onlookers began to discuss in hushed voices, their expressions filled with amazement.