The details of the retrial of Zhou Linfeng's case in the Xiong mansion never came out. Even though the results were witnessed by the second masters of the two families, no one bothered to talk about it.
First, because of Old Xiong's suppression, and second, because there was another matter circulating around.
In the master's study within the Second Xiong Mansion, Xiong De smashed everything that he could smash.
Another loud shattering sound echoed in his study. The butler at the corner of the room tried to lessen his presence. Some stray broken shards flew to the butler's face. Thin lines started to bleed.
The butler calmly wiped the blood with a handkerchief and remained standing serenely at the side.
At this time, Xiong De really resembled his daughter.
From where the Young Miss Xiong Wuyue inherited her manic temper, it could never be clearer.
"That old man!" Xiong De roared. "How could he do this to me?! How!"
