"Get out!" As soon as the two brothers stepped into the room, a vase was thrown in their direction. They slightly dodged, and the vase smashed against the door, falling to the ground with a crisp sound.
Asher Land looked at the broken pieces on the floor, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
Still has the strength to throw things. It seems the dosage of the injections isn't enough.
"I don't want to see these two bastards. Someone, help me drive them out!" Nathan Land roared, pointing at the black-suited bodyguards, but they remained unmoved.
"Revolting, revolting! You all ignore my words now?" Nathan Land, exasperated, slapped a bodyguard across the face, then kicked him.
"Father, your health hasn't recovered yet. Don't get angry easily; it won't help with your recovery. If you really don't want to see us, then we'll just leave." Asher Land spoke calmly.
