"Master, Mistress, I have no objection to your decision on the Kennedy family," the first elder said to Chen Meng'er and Yuwen Jing through the phone.
The last bit of hope of Master Kennedy was destroyed by his words.
His brain must have screwed up. He was courting death.
"With your words, I know what to do," Chen Meng'er replied.
Hearing Chen Meng'er's voice on the other end of the phone, the first elder's heart couldn't help but tremble. He still remembered that his family head had said that Chen Meng'er wanted to settle the score with them personally. He was terrified.
They didn't dare confront Chen Meng'er directly.
"Yes, yes, Mistress. If you need me for anything, just give me a call."
