"What exactly happened?"
"Explain it to me clearly."
Zhao Guotao roared.
Zhao Jiang immediately recounted everything that happened at the airport parking lot in detail.
After listening, Zhao Guotao's face was extremely grim.
"This Zhou Yu, has he gone mad?"
"Does he really think that just because he's the director of the Martial Pavilion, he can do whatever he wants?"
"He dares to kill even Yan Xiang; he's seeking his own death."
"Fortunately, you didn't instigate this incident."
"Alright then, you bring back the bodies of Yan Xiang and Shang Mingxuan, and then leave the rest alone."
Upon hearing these words, Zhao Jiang quickly nodded and said:
"Yes, Father."
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Guotao carefully reviewed the course of this incident in his mind.
The Zhao Family was merely a small family reliant on the Qu Family; they could not afford to offend so many powerful figures.
