"Assassinating the Zhu Family's eldest branch! This will cause great trouble!"
Lao Ou gritted his teeth, his eyes nearly bursting from their sockets, blood vessels clearly visible, matching his wildly trembling sinister face, resembling a beast ready to devour someone.
This was practically an open murder.
Uncle Yang internally cursed, but did not show any obvious expression on his face, keeping his expression tightly controlled, wary of Lao Ou on the opposite side acting recklessly like a desperate dog.
He originally did not approve of Seventh Young Master messing around with Bai Qi, inviting Second Miss Zhu and Fire Kiln Master Li for a feast, drinking until they were bold and open, and then killing Zhu Shou Rang in front of everyone?
Too arrogant! Too rampant!
Truly not taking the Zhu Family seriously!
But following Bai Qilang's train of thought, hey, with Zhu Wulang's death, each family can actually find satisfaction.
