The words "sister-in-law" successfully enraged Mason Bennett.
His deep, cold eyes suddenly resembled those of a hellish demon, staring at him with a chilling, emotionless gaze.
Jeremiah Bennett's legs felt weak, almost unable to stand, his face full of panic.
Even he didn't know where he found the courage to say that to Mason Bennett.
Just as he was about to say something to ease the terrifying atmosphere, he saw the man squint his eyes, his entire aura becoming even darker and colder.
He didn't know if it was a hallucination, but Jeremiah Bennett seemed to see the legendary figure of Death itself, emanating a chilling aura, spreading from the man and wrapping around him, seemingly freezing his very soul.
"Cousin, I was just joking, it's sister-in-law, yes, sister-in-law."
Even though Jeremiah Bennett was not at all willing, he had no choice but to relent.
"Joking? Come to think of it, I haven't joked around with you in years."
