Lu Tianguang looked at Wu Jianxiong, who bowed slightly, while Yang Meili, standing beside him, said with a cold face, "It's all Ye Luo's fault, it was he who caused the death of Old Wu's son."
"Silence!"
Lu Zhengqing's voice boomed, instantly changing Yang Meili's expression as she hurriedly closed her mouth.
A fierce killing intent flashed in Wu Jianxiong's gloomy eyes as he hoarsely said, "Today, he and that cheap woman will join my son in death."
Hearing Wu Jianxiong's words, Lu Zhengqing and Lu Tianguang both turned their eyes, obviously understanding the meaning. As the second-largest family in Jinling, they clearly knew about last night's events and that Ye Luo had already arrived in Jinling.
Right after, Lu Zhengqing took Lu Tianguang and Yang Meili to pay their condolences to Wu Yingxiong, then turned and left without lingering any longer.
"Father, do you think that kid will come today?"