"Hospital?!" Mu Yingxiong felt his heart nearly stop beating upon hearing this. Could it be that his granddaughter had been injured?
With this thought, Mu Yingxiong became furiously enraged, murderous intentions rising. After all, she was his beloved granddaughter—wasn't this tantamount to seeking death?
"How serious are the injuries? Which hospital?" Mu Yingxiong grabbed his phone, got into his car, and asked anxiously.
"Grandpa, it's not me who's hurt— it's my second uncle. He's with Grandpa Zhao," Duan Xinxin hastily replied.
She could tell how worried her grandfather was. She had been slapped, but she wasn't injured.
"Phew!"
Mu Yingxiong heaved a sigh of relief. As long as she wasn't hurt, it was okay, but what puzzled him was how had Duan Yanyun gotten injured?
After all, he was a Houtian Master and currently the de facto head of the Duan Family. Attacking him should have involved considering the Duan Family's strength.