Although Wang Lei did not think highly of his younger brother, after all, he was his own blood. Wang Lei was certainly aware of all the domineering antics done under his name, but he never interfered. However, today someone had the audacity to challenge his authority and took action against the Wang Camp, even crippling his brother's limbs, which was a slight against Wang Lei's face.
The lackey dared not hide anything and recounted the events as they happened. Naturally, he didn't dare to exaggerate for fear of discrepancies being discovered, which would be his problem. He was just a follower of the Wang Camp, and no one would protect him.
"Such a person exists?"
The door of the room creaked open, and a handsome youth emerged slowly from within, his originally fine face marred by a pair of fox-like eyes, which somewhat detracted from his overall appearance.
The man before him was Wang Lei, but the lackey didn't dare to lift his head to glimpse at Wang Lei, merely bowing his head.
