"Mother!"
Jiang Wei'er panicked, catching Xu Jiuru as she staggered backward, her hand stained with blood. She looked at Jiang Zhi, "Enough." Her eyes were red with pleading, "Enough, Jiang Zhi."
Jiang Zhi liked to pursue victory, and according to his nature, he wouldn't show mercy, but he fell silent. Zhou Xufang walked to his side, grasping his hand.
His palm was all sweaty.
"Lin, you stay behind to wrap things up."
Leaving this message, Jiang Wei'er departed with Jiang Chuan, supporting Xu Jiuru.
The Jiang Family left the scene in discord, yet the annual celebration continued. The Jiang Family had changed leaders, and so the host of the banquet changed accordingly. The guests didn't care who was in charge of the Jiang Family; they just needed to know who stood at the apex of the pyramid.
"Mrs. Lu, who is this?"
Approaching to make conversation was a portly CEO, adept at judging the situation, his face suspended in a sycophantic smile.
