Seeing this, Tong Xingda yelled, "Only when faced with a crisis, do we see which son can be relied upon. What the hell use are you two as a couple?"
"The eldest son and his wife have been managing the business the entire time. But what about you two? You've been around for almost twenty years. What have you done for this family?"
"You haven't done a damn thing but cause embarrassment, yet you dare to raise your voice at me – pretty cocky of you!"
As Tong Xingda's voice grew louder, he turned to Tong San Lang, "San Lang, beat him for me! A good beating will straighten him out!"
He was busy eating meat and could not get up.
Tong San Lang stood up as he heard the word and walked over to Tong Er Lang. Seeing Tong Er Lang subtly shrink back, he shook his head lightly, grabbed Tong Er Lang's arm and said, "Second brother, let's walk outside."
"What are you doing?" Tong Er Lang, akin to being stung by a scorpion, fiercely broke his grip and stepped back several steps.