Through a layer of crystal glass, Beiting Huang's gaze fell on the old man sitting in the Beiting Family's seat. His body was as burly as a small mountain, and she could vaguely see the outline of her brother's face. Her brother looked a little similar to this old man, but she didn't look like him at all except for the expression in her eyes.
"Brother, why did that old fellow expel me from the capital back then?" Beiting Huang asked in confusion.
