Anthony took a look at old master Clemon and tilted his head. A mocking smile came onto his face as he said, "Old man no, I should be calling you Grandfather instead."

"Pfft, who's your grandfather?" Old master Clemon glared at him.

"Whether you admit it or not, you are my grandfather. My biological father is your son, Damian" Anthony said patiently.

With his eyes focused on Anthony, the man went rigid. He wasn't able to return to his senses for a long time.

Anthony continued with a sneer. "How do you think your son managed to take down that major drug trafficking family within a few months back then?...