Wu Xiangqian followed Changsun Yinghan and others out of the car and looked at the highly noticeable Shili Store in Shili Ridge, his face ashen, and his expression revealed disappointment and frustration.
He pulled out his mobile phone, and, staggering step by step, he made a call.
"Wu Junbo, you damned fool, get over to Shili Ridge... It's good that you're there, to see the fine mess you've made, forcing me to risk the entire Wu Family just to save your ass..."
Wu Xiangqian cursed into the phone before finally hanging up.
But thinking of how his son's impulsive act had doomed the entire Wu Family, he trembled with rage.
After a long while, he let out a deep sigh and, with faltering steps, caught up with Changsun Yinghan, looking as if he had aged ten years in an instant.
Inside Shili Store.
Wu Junbo, hearing the busy tones coming from his phone, was completely befuddled.
"Has the old man gone mad?"
