"What else?" Iris Long asked.
"I mentioned to you earlier that Long Hui wanted to come to the funeral today but Father scolded him," Long Jian said. "I don't know what Long Hui is planning but it's making me cautious. You should be cautious, too. Maybe he wants to lower our guards and attack when we least expect it. This isn't the first time he tried doing that, anyway."
"Maybe," Iris murmured.
Her eyes fell on her godson. Little Jun ran around with the limping Gravy and his energetic new guard puppy, Buster.
Perhaps Long Hui had realized the error of his ways and decided to correct himself from now on. Or perhaps Long Jian was right and Long Hui was just trying to lower their guards and attack them when they least expected it.
No matter what Long Hui planned, it would definitely affect his son, Little Jun.
The child had suffered enough.
Iris and the others couldn't afford to trigger the little boy's trauma.
