"Dad!" Jian Tao saw his father-in-law and called out with deep sorrow.
"Master!" Yu Weidong sincerely addressed him.
"You're here, please sit." Zhao Feipeng said courteously.
"Dad, according to Uncle Yu's investigation, one person is highly suspicious, but the other party is formidable, and the Zhao Family might not dare to offend him lightly." Jian Tao said, suppressing his anger.
"Tell me, what exactly is going on?" Zhao Feipeng exuded authority, "I refuse to believe there's someone our Zhao Family can't afford to provoke. Who exactly is this person? What's their origin?"
Yu Weidong began explaining, recounting the cause and effect.
Zhao Feipeng's expression grew increasingly grave. This suspicion was very grounded, but the more he listened, the more uncertain he felt.
