This way, the crowd wouldn't have to fear the people backing Jiang Xinghai and his group.
But Jiang Xinghai replied with a ghost of a smile, "Even if God himself came today, if you don't apologize, you can forget about seeing tomorrow's sun!"
Jiang Xinghai hadn't wanted to stoop to this mob's level.
But they just wouldn't shut up.
So, he had no choice but to act.
"I'd like to see who dares humiliate my Qu Family!"
A square-faced, middle-aged man arrived at the entrance hall, his hands clasped behind his back.
"Cousin, you're finally here! Quick, we have them cornered in the main hall." Patriarch Qu, his eyes nearly welling up with tears, grasped his cousin's hand.
"Take me in."
"This way, cousin!"
Patriarch Qu turned. "Everyone, make way! Let my cousin through!"
The crowd had already parted to form a path.
Led by Patriarch Qu, the group walked into the main hall.
"Cousin, that's the brat!"
