Do it in Huang yize's name

Huang minglin's expression was dark, and he seemed to be suppressing his anger. He was extremely furious about this matter.

"This matter must be suppressed!"

"But master, this news is spreading too fast. It's all over the place. We can't suppress it anymore."

Huang minglin's walking stick slammed onto the coffee table, shattering the teacups on the ground.

The crackling sound echoed in the living room, causing a certain trusted subordinate to hold his breath.

It had been a long time since he'd seen his master so angry. It was obvious that the matter with the song family had touched his master's sore spot.

Huang minglin glared coldly at his trusted subordinate."What are you doing? You can't even do such a small thing!"

The subordinate wanted to explain, but he knew that when the old master was angry, all explanations were useless.

Huang minglin continued to tap his walking stick on the table."You have to settle this."