Easton Holmes didn't wait for his old comrades to arrive before leaving, because he knew those thugs he had beaten wouldn't be able to escape. However, to be safe, he locked the door to the gambling den from the outside while dragging Yellow Hair out.
Just a moment ago, while Easton Holmes was fighting inside, Yellow Hair watched clearly from the side. Seeing those burly men being knocked down by Easton alone, he was deeply shocked and scared. Even now, his legs were still weak.
"Grandfather! What on earth did I do to offend you?"
At this point, Yellow Hair no longer dared to act tough, calling himself the boss. He immediately cowered and called Easton Holmes "grandfather," though he really had no idea how he'd offended this formidable man.
"Don't call me grandfather."
Easton Holmes glared at Yellow Hair with disdain and sternly asked, "Who told you to post that thing online?"
