Chapter 628
"Well, well. A master? At such a young age, aren't you afraid of biting your own tongue?" Max sneered. "What skills do you have? What kind of rituals have you done for those families? Let's hear it!"
"Shut up."
Before Madison could respond, Alec reprimanded Max.
Alec's voice was weak, and as soon as he spoke, he broke into a violent coughing fit as if he might collapse at any moment.
Perry stepped forward without hesitation. One hand formed a hand seal while the other waved his horsetail whisk as he chanted an incantation.
Alec's violent coughing gradually subsided, and his breathing became noticeably smoother.
Max exclaimed with joy, "Dad, did you see that? Mr. Watkin is genuinely skilled, unlike certain internet celebrities…"
"Max." Vincent's voice was cold. "It was your father who asked me to invite Ms. Locke here. Show some respect."
Max muttered under his breath, "You're just angling for the inheritance."
Though spoken softly, everyone in the room heard him.
Before Vinc

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