Just as Jiang Feng was carrying Mu Yanluo out of the cave.
In the east of the urban village, inside a villa that was as magnificent as a palace.
In the study, a thin middle-aged man was pacing back and forth in front of the table in a fit of rage, gripping a few strands of prayer beads so tightly that some of the sandalwood beads had cracked.
That man was Wei Yongbo!
And the reason for his anger was none other than the shocking news he received upon his triumphant return from a city meeting—his precious son Wei Shuaizhong had been beaten up!!
And severely at that, with all of his fingers broken, unable to take care of himself, becoming a cripple!
He never imagined, even in his dreams, that in Long Family Village, someone would dare to make a move on his son, isn't this seeking death!!!
"Director Wei... Director Wei! Young Master Wei he..."
Suddenly, a burly big man wearing a black shirt walked in from outside and reported cautiously to Wei Yongbo.
