Seeing his granddaughter's accusing glare, Zhao Moyao lightly laughed. "Release my granddaughter, Yang Feng." His expression was amused, but his tone served as a clear warning. He wouldn't be taking no as an answer.
Yang Feng actually respected Zhao Moyao a lot, even before he had ever met Zhao Lifei. He knew the man's military background very well. He enlisted into the army at a very young age and made a name for himself as a reputable Major General. Zhao Moyao held an esteemed position in many people's hearts, especially the older generation who had witnessed his great accomplishments.
He was the master of the Zhao Hotel empire, and defying his wishes was very hard, even for a man like Yang Feng.
Yang Feng stared at Zhao Lifei's distrustful expression before sighing and releasing her. The minute he did so, she glared at him like a spoiled child who had to yield to get her wish.