The Mittel Family headquarters was imposing and vast.
The Wutan City branch was only about the size of the front courtyard here.
As they walked through the courtyard, busy servants and clan members occasionally brushed past them.
Just as Hai Bo Dong was lost in nostalgia, an ecstatic shout rang out from the main hall.
"Mittel Lei Luo, if you dare fool your old man, I'll break your legs!"
Hearing that vigorous voice, Lei Luo awkwardly rubbed the bridge of his nose.
Hai Bo Dong also stopped and smiled as he looked at the figure rushing out.
Miter Tengshan.
Lei Luo's nominal father.
Though he looked like an elderly man in his sixties or seventies, that was not actually the case.
For a Dou Wang of his level, this age was the prime of life.
Otherwise, Lei Luo would not exist.
When he stopped and looked at Hai Bo Dong beside Lei Luo, he immediately froze.
Teng Shan's body trembled slightly as he rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
"H-Hai Lao, is that really you?"
In an instant, the eyes of Miter Tengshan, the influential patriarch of one of the empire's three great families, turned moist.
He rushed before Hai Bo Dong and actually dropped to his knees at Hai Bo Dong's feet without a care for appearances.
That action immediately terrified the surrounding clan members.
This was their patriarch!
The ruler of the Mittel Family, one of the empire's three great families!
Yet this legendary figure had knelt before this elderly man, and he even seemed incredibly excited?
"What the hell are you staring at? Get over here and pay respects to our ancestor!"
The crowd exchanged bewildered looks. Lei Luo then said, "Stop standing around. The person before you is one of the three founders of our Mittel Family,