"Why are you here?" Xi Jian glanced at the two old men who were entering. His grandfather still holding sticks in his hands.
"You think we'll just leave it be?" Xi Zihao approaches his grandson. "Look, finally we can find his bad, aren't we? What did I say!" Xi Zihao grinned and looked at Ling Yujin.
Ling Yujin, with a grim expression, looked at Guo Zeng. "What you did to my granddaughter is unforgivable!"
Xi Jian didn't know how strong Ling Yujin was at the moment, but his fist on Guo Zeng's face made blood rush out of his nose.
"This is for Yueyue." He swung his hand again. "And this is for Ling Feng."
Assistant Ling Yujin held him when the old man staggered slightly after hitting Guo Zeng.
"Son of a bitch! What did you do to Ling Feng ?!"
Xi Jian was astonished. "What...?"
"Don't you have a conscience? You sacrifice a lot of people just because of your silly thought? You know how many teams have died? How can you ambush your own militant!"