Chapter 437 The Invincible Lewis Quintus
Crackle!
Outside the door, another bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the deluge of rain came pouring down right on schedule.
Lewis Quintus’ face once again displayed a hint of profound bitterness as he stood up and strode towards the door of the assembly hall.
Outside the martial arts complex, leather soles trampled the ground, mingling with the sound of torrential rainwater pelting down.
Pitter-patter!
Splish-splash!
“Faron, won’t you… call me Father?”
Uttering these words had sapped away all of Lewis’ strength; he had never lowered himself in front of his son to such a degree since the day Faron was born.
On the other end of the call, Faron Quintus was left stunned. “Are you pulling my leg, old man? You rarely ever drink. Have you gotten drunk today?
“If you really miss me, drop your stinking pride for once. Do you want me to come see you, or do you want to meet me in America? I’ll even take you sightseeing here.”
However, Faron was destined to be unable to hear his fa

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