Chris gently pressed Louise's shoulders, then gestured for her to attend to the other guests.
When Herbert saw Chris arrive, his eyes instantly lit up, then he narrowed them slightly and said excitedly, "Oh, Chris, it's been so long since I've seen you. You've become so strong!"
Herbert said, putting down his walker, and reached out his right hand, wanting to touch Chris's arm.
Suppressing his discomfort, Chris grabbed Herbert's arm and then changed direction, saying, "Are you alright, Mr. Herbert? You really aren't suited for the gym. Let's go to the buffet restaurant to eat instead."
"Oh, of course, of course!" Feeling Chris's strong arm supporting him, Herbert no longer insisted on going into the gym.
After all, his purpose in going to the gym was to see Chris, and now that Chris was by his side, why would he still go in?
Herbert was supported by Chris as they arrived at the restaurant. Peter and the others were already seated; their round clam f4 had no intention of exercising right now, so they naturally arrived at the restaurant early to eat.
Seeing Peter's seat, Chris had an idea and supported Herbert to Peter's side.
"Mr. Herbert, please sit with Peter! That way he can look after you."
Ignoring Herbert's protests, Chris directly pressed Herbert into the seat next to Peter, then whispered in Peter's ear, "Keep an eye on this old guy. If he appears within ten meters of me again, you'll be living in the toilet from now on!"
Peter, who was eating roast suckling pig, constricted his pupils and then reacted, "Chris, you go on and be busy. I'll take good care of Mr. Herbert."
After giving instructions to Peter, Chris smiled and left, completely ignoring Herbert's resentful gaze.
"NO, Chris, aren't you eating here?"
Seeing Chris leave, Herbert tried to get up, propping himself on his walker.
However, Chris's threat was still ringing in his ears, so Peter quickly kicked over Herbert's walker, then brought over a glass of wine and urged, "Come, come, Herbert, try this wine. This is Quagmire's special formula, which has the effects of a dragon blood beverage but with an even better taste."
"Nonono!" Herbert was unwillingly forced to drink the wine by Peter, and immediately became dizzy.
Then, under Peter's onslaught, Herbert got high, directly snatching the wine bottle and chugging it wildly.
"Oh yes! You are truly a little cutie!"
Under the influence of alcohol, Peter appeared charming in Herbert's eyes, and then he forgot about Chris and began to harass Peter.
Ah Q saw Herbert's withered hand reaching for Peter's chin and shouted excitedly, "Wow oh oh!"
But Peter shouted in shock, "Ah ah ah! fuck you, what are you doing?"
Then Peter pushed with both hands, and Herbert was directly pushed away, but Peter was relentless, picking up the chair behind him and smashing it over.
"Ah ow! Stop, you can't do that!"
Everyone was astonished to see Peter savagely beating Herbert, and only after seeing Herbert's continuous wails did they react, rushing forward to stop Peter.
By the time everyone pulled Peter away, Herbert's limbs had been broken by Peter, his face was covered in blood, and even the few teeth he had left were all gone.
But even in such a miserable state, this old guy did not die; in fact, as time passed, his severe injuries were slowly recovering.
"Peter, what the fuck are you doing?!"
Louise pushed through the crowd and, seeing Herbert's pathetic state, began to scold Peter loudly.
But Peter was curled up under the table, tears streaming down his face, as if he had been humiliated.
Chris had noticed the situation here when it happened, but he didn't come over immediately.
Standing on the periphery of the crowd now, Chris could also see Herbert, who was surrounded in the middle.
This old guy was indeed as strange as Chris had imagined, to the extreme.
Injuries that would have killed an ordinary person several times over were not even considered minor injuries on this old man.
It was as if this guy's physical body was merely an illusion, and some internal essence was the root that sustained his life.
Recalling this old guy's background, Chris couldn't help but wonder if this guy was the human embodiment of some twisted desire, like pedophilia.
But no matter what this guy was, Chris had made up his mind: until he could completely deal with Herbert, as long as this guy appeared in his sight, he would let Peter handle him.
Chris had no intention of going in to comfort Peter; he found West and asked him to help deal with the chaos at the scene.
Only after the ambulance took both Herbert and Peter to the hospital did Chris come forward to comfort Louise.
After all, what Peter did this time was indeed quite shameful: beating an eighty-year-old man at his son's ribbon-cutting ceremony.
Although this was something Peter would do, the status of the onlookers this time was too high, which still broke through Louise's mental defenses.
If it weren't for Louise having released some pressure in the last town, Chris felt his mother might have fainted directly.
"Alright, Mom. I heard from a classmate that Mr. Herbert was indeed acting strangely. Could it be true, like Peter said, that he was sexually harassed?"
Because Chris had intentionally guided this incident, he uncharacteristically spoke a few words in Peter's defense.
However, Louise clearly didn't believe him. She said bitterly, "Don't make excuses for your father. After all these years, I know him better than you do!"
Hearing Louise say this, Chris stopped trying to persuade her.
Anyway, these two, husband and wife, were like that: they'd argue in bed and make up at the foot of the bed. There was no problem that a game of poker couldn't solve.
If there was, it was that Louise was unwilling to play poker with Peter.
But with the dragon blood beverage as an aid, Chris didn't believe Louise could hold out for long.
And indeed, just as Chris expected, Peter was discharged from the hospital that afternoon, and that very night, the two of them had already reconciled.
As for that old guy Herbert?
Louise stated that she couldn't let a stranger affect the Griffin Family's feelings.
After this incident, Chris also confirmed that Peter was still somewhat useful, at least for preventing Herbert from approaching him.
Having found a way to deal with his major concern, Chris was in an exceptionally good mood. He directly borrowed one hundred thousand dollars from Dumpling as a reward for Peter.
Watching Peter's happy expression, Dumpling was displeased, "Hehehe, although this money is charged to your account, aren't you a bit too generous? Is it necessary to give him one hundred thousand dollars? Didn't he just help you fix that old pervert?"
Chris looked down at Dumpling and sighed, "You still don't understand how terrifying Herbert is to me. When you're harassed by that old guy in the future, I hope you can still think that way."
Dumpling recoiled at Chris's words, and after thinking about the consequences of being targeted by that old guy, Dumpling said in a deep voice, "Alright, you're right, we can't let that old bastard have a chance to get close to us."
However, Dumpling thought for a moment and then said again, "But I still think the reward for Peter is too much; it will reduce his enthusiasm."
Chris heard Dumpling's words and found them very reasonable. He nodded in agreement, "That's true. Then from now on, let's set it at five thousand dollars per instance."
"It's still too high, but let's leave it at that for now!" Dumpling first objected, then remembered that it wasn't his money, so he said no more.