Since the death of Xiao Mingyuan, the Xiao household was always in turmoil. Luo Ting and Xiao Mingliang argued quite often about revenge. Luo Ting was always determined to get vengeance for the death of her husband, Xiao Mingzhe, and her brother-in-law Xiao Mingyuan. As for Xiao Mingliang, who had been thrust into the patriarch position with the death of his two older brothers, he was skeptical about the whole vengeance thing. His main fear was the retaliation of the female killer who had slain his brothers and, of course, the man who called order in all the underworld, the masked one. Today was one of those afternoons of quarreling in the family.
As they all gathered for lunch, Luo Ting said, "I always knew you were weak, Mingliang."
Xiao Mingliang frowned. No man wanted to be called weak, especially by a woman. "Weak? You call being vigilant weak? Have you forgotten that it was that same mentality that got Mingyuan killed?"