Spy-x-War Showdown

Boring, tedious.

The matter of helping Chris find his wife ended just like that, effortlessly, simply, providing just a bit of amusement, and then—nothing.

They arrived on a private jet, a group of people in a rush, but now on the way back, no one was in a hurry anymore, because there was nothing to do upon returning, and spending seven or eight hours flying was quite uncomfortable.

So why not spend a couple more days in San Francisco.

"Did you see what Chris looks like now? Gosh, family truly is a disaster, and more terrifying than a disaster is a large-scale disaster. Now Chris has a very important problem to face, and that is how to help his ill-mannered son adapt to a new identity, a new life."

Anton came in and said a lot in one breath, then couldn’t help but laugh, looking schadenfreudely, "A son he’s never seen since birth, hahaha, Chris’s head is going to swell! I guarantee, his head is indeed swollen."

He was, of course, still very attentive to his little brother Yang Yi, and curiously asked, "Oh, what’s up?"

"Nothing much, Chris gets absolutely no respect from his son, Sandra wants to discipline her son, but... you really should go and see it."

Yang Yi stood up and said, "Let’s go, have a look."

Anton was somewhat dumbfounded, loudly saying, "You guys really want to see it? It’s so awkward, even I couldn’t bear to watch and came back, hey, alright then, let’s go watch together."

If there’s something fun to watch, you must watch.