Huo Yunjiao's lightly handled demeanor touched a nerve in Huo Yirong.
His face was filled with hatred, and his voice was indifferent and cold.
"In what way have they been toyed with, my younger brother, your heart is too soft, these people only exist because the Huo Family spent countless resources and energy to train them.
The Huo Family gave them a new life, they are the most useful weapon of the Huo Family, and the moment they show signs of disloyalty, they should be thrown into the Punishment Hall, to show them who is the master and who is the servant."
Such a paranoid attitude from Huo Yirong is clearly abnormal.
Huo Yunjiao, who knew the insider's details, put her hand on her forehead, her tone unusually gentle: "Brother, it's been so many years, you should let it go."
"Bullshit! I will never forget it in my life, once these traitors have their fill, how could it have been possible for our mother to die!"
