Camilo Nogueira slowly ascended the stairs.
Adrian Sullivan swallowed hard, instinctively stepping back half a step, his scalp tingling for no apparent reason.
It was only when the man approached him that Adrian composed himself and asked, "Are you Andrew Hughes's father?"
Camilo Nogueira glanced at him.
A very cold look that made Adrian tense up, inexplicably shivering, as he continued, "Since you're Andrew Hughes's father, you should consider the child. With just Mechanical Techniques, Nora Scott can't possibly compare to the Sullivan Clan—"
"Sullivan Clan?" Camilo Nogueira's lips curled into a cold smile, his eyes and brows filled with disdain and contempt. "A mere second-rate declining family, taking my son as a disciple, do you even deserve it?"
"You!"
Adrian Sullivan gritted his teeth.
Unlike when he was facing Crystal Hughes, he couldn't say this person was "shortsighted".
