"What did you just say?"
At the Lin family residence, the old man slammed his hand on his desk and rose to his feet as he bellowed angrily, "That b*stard Grand Lord Hong Lian is going to marry the Eldest Lady of Wind Valley, Feng Xiaoxiao! If they do get married, it would be difficult for us to attack him!"
"Master, everyone in the First City knows about this..."
The footboy carefully looked at the old man and trembled with fear as he spoke.
The old man threw his body heavily down on a chair as the expression on his elderly face changed erratically. After a long pause, he sighed, "You can leave. I need to think of a good countermeasure."
"Yes, Master."
The footboy quickly left, afraid that his Master would soon release his anger on his head.
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