Mr. Rove helped Arnold Glenn smooth things over. By saying this, it made Gemma York seem like he wasn't someone to be feared.
Arnold Glenn nodded repeatedly: "Mr. Rove is right, Uncle, that guy's methods are too vicious and brutal, who knows what he'll do next?"
Gemma York felt as if there were needles under his seat, eager to leave the hospital immediately, but he couldn't show his fear in front of Mr. Rove and Arnold Glenn. He lightly said, "I understand, you two go out first, I'll handle this matter myself."
Arnold Glenn nodded: "Uncle, take good care of your injuries, I'll leave now."
"Boss, take good care of your injuries, I'll leave too."
The two left together.
"Thank you, Mr. Rove, if it weren't for you, today I might have... sigh..."
"No need to be formal with me, if it weren't for you, I'd have died long ago. Where to? I'll give you a lift."
As they spoke, the two left the hospital.
