Ming Group's vehicles exited the Lin Family residence.
In the middle vehicle, Ming Hui and Ming Yu sat in the back seat.
"Brother, are we just going to let this go?" Ming Yu held his face, which was crooked from a punch by Xu Mo.
"That bitch, Lin Xi." Ming Yu cursed, "And that bastard, I want him dead."
"You're losing your patience?" Ming Hui glanced at Ming Yu, comfortably leaning back in his seat, swirling his glass of wine in hand.
"When can we take her down?" Ming Yu's eyes were cold.
Because of two servants, he actually got punched and was made to apologize.
Even if he was a wastrel, he cared about his face.
If this got out, where would he put his face?
Of course, the apology was Ming Hui's doing, but he seemed to bear no resentment towards Ming Hui.
"If they are looking for death themselves, let's just step up the effort." Ming Hui spoke indifferently and addressed the driver in front, "Go back and check the identities of those servants."