Chapter 354

• It seemed she was still influenced by the media. In reality, the old godfather
• was just an old man with white hair and a face covered in age spots. His face looked rougher than tree bark; his attire was casual, not sloppy, but devoid of any scholarly temperament. The only thing that satisfied Mackenzie was his deep and slightly shining old eyes.
• “Hello, old godfather!” Everyone immediately bowed and called out in unison.