A group of people flooded in from outside the castle hall, each well-dressed and of remarkable bearing. The aura of the dozen or so people at the forefront was no less impressive than that of Antonio, the owner of the winery.
Even the old butler of the Ferro Winery followed alongside, carefully accommodating them with a smile.
Leading the way were two middle-aged men.
One was a well-built white man with a rugged facial contour and a somewhat stern expression. His gaze always gave a sense of pressure when he looked at people.
Bai Xiaosheng noticed his high nose bridge and broad brow, involuntarily glancing at Allen beside him.
In terms of facial features, Allen had many similarities with him.
When Allen saw the man, he immediately grew solemn and unconsciously took two steps forward, mumbling under his breath, "Father!"
As expected, it was Allen's father!
Bai Xiaosheng had already suspected this. Red Lotus, on a mental command, had searched for the man's information.
