"Marrying Bertha requires not just my consent, but hers as well."
Basil Jaak said, "Old man, it's not that I disagree. When I was at the Six Islands, we had some interactions, and I felt... that we are not the right match... She also doesn't seem to have a good impression of me. Forced fruit is never sweet, you know."
"This is also our concern. Tommy, you talk to Basil Jaak. I see you're struggling, let me take over for a while."
The white-haired old man finished speaking, suddenly channeled his True Qi, releasing layers of intense energy that drifted towards the void barrier.
The gray-robed elder's face was pale. After a while, he finally looked up, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said to Basil Jaak, "Kid, you didn't expect us to meet here, huh? Hehe... *cough* *cough*..."
