The man's hand was behind his back, and without thinking, he refused: "No."
Uncle King stretched out his pale hand and gently hugged the trembling Tuanzi, looking indifferently at the man, and said calmly: "Since the Family Head said this matter is irrelevant to you, come to pick him up after you investigate it thoroughly."
The two men looked at each other, locked in a standoff for three minutes.
Tuanzi excitedly watched his guardian Uncle admit defeat and walk out dejectedly.
Uncle King sat on the soft sofa chair, looking at the tall figure with indifference, "I've always thought that the Feng Family people used all sorts of dirty tactics to fight over the inheritance."
Uncle King's voice paused slightly, then he chuckled: "I didn't expect you to be the dirtiest one."
The black figure's footsteps stalled for a few seconds, then quickly disappeared at the entrance.
