In the Xi family’s living room in Beijing, Xi Kong Hai and Xi Duan were sitting on an elegant, expensive sofa.
They sat opposite each other, with a black shiny glass table in the middle.
On that glass table were two cups of coffee, which were clearly untouched by both people. It was obvious that they were not in the mood for coffee.
“About little Dong, there’s nothing else we can do.” Xi Kong Hai let out a sigh.
Since he regained consciousness after passing out from hearing the news that the one Xi Dong had wronged had been General Huang Qian, he had been running around to see the other nine most powerful generals of China, in order to ask them to help negotiate Xi Dong’s release with General Huang Qian.
But all of them had refused. No one was going to help him. This was because they were not willing to become each other’s enemies. If it had nothing to do with their own family, it was impossible to expect them to turn on each other.