Before the gates of the Qin Family estate.
A crowd had gathered, their attention fixed on the two bare-chested men kneeling on the ground.
It was nearly ten o'clock at night, and a chill had settled over River City. The two men's faces were pale, their lips had turned blue, and their bodies were wracked with shivers—not only from the cold but also from sheer terror.
After the incident at the Four Seas Hotel reached Elder Master Luo's ears, Luo Jinping received a call from his grandfather. Elder Master Luo had thundered over the phone, ordering Luo Jinping to crawl back to the family, where he was thoroughly berated. The old man, well past eighty, only grew angrier the more he dwelled on it, eventually laying his hands on his grandson.
