Basil Jaak glanced at the clock on the wall and smiled at Krystal Flack, saying, "Take a rest. I'll go downstairs and cook. I'll call you when the meal is ready."
"Okay!" Krystal felt that Basil looked a bit strange, but seeing that he didn't want to say more, she didn't press him further and turned back to her bedroom.
Basil watched Krystal freely enter and exit the bedroom and couldn't help but sigh softly, then turned and headed downstairs towards the kitchen.
Once in the kitchen, Basil hesitated for a moment, but couldn't resist picking up the phone and dialing Emperor Jaak's number.
"Hello, who is this?" Bertram Jaak, seeing the unfamiliar number, asked impatiently.
"Old man, it's me!" Basil said to Bertram.
"Oh, it's you, son!" Bertram suddenly realized, hurriedly dismissing others around him, and sat in a rocking chair. "Son, what made you think of calling your old man?"
Basil truthfully answered, "I have something to ask you."
