Jiang Wendong and his son, Jiang Xinghai, exchanged a look.
A wise glint shone in the eyes of the father and son.
This move from Ji Xiao wasn't just a test of their attitude; he also wanted to use their power to confront the Zhao Family.
"My father and I are willing to lend our full support in dealing with the Zhao Family. However, Grandfather's health is the most pressing issue right now," Jiang Xinghai said, looking at Ji Xiao with a steady expression. "Go and formulate a plan, and lay out the full history of the grievances between our families and the Zhao Family."
"The plan is simple: overwhelm them with absolute force." Ji Xiao stepped forward, his gaze resolute.
"And the grievance?" Jiang Xinghai's tone was probing.
"The grievance? Even simpler. Business friction between the Ji Family and the Zhao Family," Ji Xiao said.
Jiang Xinghai offered a faint, unreadable smile. "In that case, you make the arrangements."
