On the other end of the phone, Meng wenzhe's grandfather, who had been listening to the commotion, was the Meng Guodong that master Xia had been talking about. He was so shocked that he fell to the ground.
He recognized it. Even through the phone, he could tell that it was his old leader's voice.
Meng wenzhe's grandfather couldn't care less about the pain from his fall. He quickly got up, hung up the phone, and asked the helper at home to send him over.
He was panicking and afraid. His body kept trembling, and he almost couldn't speak.
He had never expected that his son would ... Would recklessly provoke the person he should not have provoked. The Xia family ... Was it someone they could afford to offend?
The fall just now seemed to have hurt his bones, but he didn't have the time to care about the pain. He shouted,""Hurry, hurry and get ... The wheelchair. Send me there, hurry ..."
