At the same time, Jiang Zhen whistled in a happy tune and walked along the corridor. He opened the door to a room and saw his grandfather, Jiang Shan, resting on the bed with a woman nursing him on his side.
Jiang Shan weakly turned his head, and a smile lifted his lips. "Ah, there is my grandson…You seem to be in a happy mood."
Jiang Zhen smiled and stood before him. "It's a happy occasion, after all, Grandpa. Jiang Wei is in jail, and the Underworld is almost in our control."
He narrowed his eyes. "Almost?"
"Don't worry, Grandpa. Everything is going well. Our man is doing a good job over there."
"What about the-" Jiang Shan suddenly burst out into a violent coughing bout. His handkerchief had a small stain of blood on it.
Jiang Zhen's eyes turned cold. He kicked the woman off the bed, and she fell, letting out a painful gasp.
"Fucking bitch cannot do a single thing right!"
Jiang Hua trembled, and tears pooled in her eyes.
