Tang Wulin took two steps forward and placed himself before Yuanen Yehui and Xie Xie. "Dear seniors, I believe that there's some kind of misunderstanding between all of you. I'm Yuanen's friend. There's a saying that a gentleman doesn't resort to force. Since all of you are from the same clan, is there any need for us to use violence?"
The middle-aged man spoke in rage, "This is none of your business. She must come with us. Otherwise…"
The old man spoke in a deep voice, "Alright, don't say anything else. Yuanen Yehui must go with us. There's no room for further discussion. Yuanen, could it be that you're planning to make your grandfather lay hands on you? Or do you think that just the few of you are capable of stopping me?"
Tang Wulin turned his head and looked toward her. He saw a dash of determination in her eyes.