"No need to apologize," the old man said calmly. "Li Bingxi is cunning and treacherous. Finding where his wife was imprisoned was already quite a difficult task. You've accomplished a great feat. As for Xiao Zhun's situation, even if Li Bingxi were to die prematurely, it's hard to change his fate. Don't be sad, this was the outcome he chose for himself, and he has no regrets."
The middle-aged man fell silent.
The old man slowly stood up and smiled, waving at the young man beside the middle-aged man. "You must be Qing Wu. Xiao Zhun mentioned you many times."
The dark-skinned young man took two steps forward, only to see the old man examining him closely. "Your father has followed me for thirty years. Now, it's your turn to follow the next Family Head. Once you take this step, there's no turning back. Do you agree?"
Qing Wu nodded. "I agree. I've met him; he is indeed stronger than others."
