"Hmph!"
Upon hearing Chen Bingzhang's words, although Chen Yaohong's expression remained cold, he reined in his temper, snorted, and sat back down on the sofa. Today's meeting was simply too serious for even him to act recklessly.
Seeing this, Chen Huaqin's expression remained unsightly, but he no longer dared to provoke the father-son duo of Chen Zhenguo and Chen Yaohong. Instead, he turned back to Family Head Chen Bingzhang and asked with a grim face, "Family Head, are you suggesting we just stand by and watch that day arrive? That we let those people target us until we're severely wounded and crippled?"
"Huaqin, I know you're thinking about the family's interests, about what's best for our Old Chen Family. But this matter isn't as simple as you think," Chen Bingzhang replied. At his words, Chen Huaqin's expression couldn't help but shift.
