"I'd like to see who dares to touch them."
Jiang Xinghai's voice was faint, almost a whisper, yet it struck everyone's ears like a clap of thunder, shaking them to their core.
He had remained silent the entire time, listening to the grievances of Lin Liping and Feng Lulu.
He had long seen through the shamelessness of the Feng Family and was ready to act at any moment.
Now, Feng Jinsheng was about to take Feng Lulu away and even threatened to bury him and Lin Liping alive. 'He's simply asking to die!'
"Patriarch, Third Brother, we needn't resort to such drastic measures."
A thin-faced elder looked toward Feng Jinsheng and the Third Elder. "Lulu is of the Feng Family's bloodline, after all. There's no need to kill her companions."
"Old Fifth, all these years and you're still soft-hearted. Move aside!" the Feng Family's Third Elder said with a wave of his hand.
Feng Jinsheng also frowned. "Fifth Uncle, you need not concern yourself with this."
