In the evening, the Wang Family's villa's study.
Wang Xifan sat in the boss' chair behind the desk and looked at Wang Zhitao who stood in front of him.
"Zhitao, why are you so impulsive when you do things?" Wang Xifan asked, regretting that Wang Zhitao didn't meet his expectations.
"Dad, I really can't bear it. If I don't do anything, am I still a man?" Wang Zhitao gritted his teeth.
"If you want to do something, I won't object, but you were threatening to kill Yang Ming publicly. When something really happens to him, won't you become the first suspect?" Wang Xifan scolded.
"Sorry, Dad, I was being impulsive..." said Wang Zhitao while lowering his head.
"Zhitao, you can rest assured on this matter. Dad will help you out!" Wang Xifan was now different from the past. Ever since he killed Su Dazhi, he had become a bit brash. Killing a person was killing; killing two was also killing, so he didn't care.