"Father, are we just letting them go like this? He injured so many of us, and look at the state he left senior brother in!" Upon reaching the street corner, Yan'er suddenly whispered with a trace of resentment. With her status as the Eldest Miss, when had she ever been so humiliated?
"Then what else do you want? He's already given us a lot of face. If not for that, Zheng Lin would surely be dead by now," Long Shuicheng cast a glance at the visibly upset Yan'er, remarking indifferently.
"But Father, you are the Commander-in-chief! Even if you don't mobilize the army, you possess the strength of a Seventh-grade Martial Artist. Are you telling me you're afraid of him?" Yan'er shook her head and gave the chilled-faced Zheng Lin a glance, her tone somewhat exasperated.
Hearing her words, Lon
