The young man was Samuel Warner, Emil Warner's grandson and a young master of the Warner Family from Kingsford.
A dark glint flashed in Samuel Warner's eyes. He put on a stern face and chided, "Didn't you hear Grandpa say we can't touch this person? Use your head and stay out of trouble!"
David Lawson could only suppress his impulse.
'The Trent Family is getting off easy!' he thought.
Ten minutes later, a dozen or so cars followed the ambulance, arriving at the Warner Clan's pharmaceutical research center.
Several pharmaceutical researchers in white lab coats hurried over, pushing a gurney.
A researcher tried to lift the white sheet, but Beta Morgan grabbed his hand. "Don't touch him. He's covered in poison. Let's get him inside first."
The Morgans formed a protective circle around the gurney, their stance preventing anyone from approaching.
