Wang Zheng remained unfazed by his nephew's protest. The same couldn't be said for Zhang Wei, though, who appeared beside Wang Chonglin in an instant, fingers gripping his neck as he raised him into the air like a helpless chicken.
"Argh!"
The speed of Zhang Wei's actions left everyone agape, caught in a moment of astonishment. Jia Shuchun, fueled by panic, rushed toward Zhang Wei, her plea ringing out, "Leave the young master alone!"
In that very instant, Zhang Wei's smirk materialized, and with a swift *boom*, he propelled Wang Haoran away before repeating the same feat with Jia Shuchun, lifting her off the ground.
*Cough, cough... Noo!" Amidst his coughs, Wang Haoran watched in alarm, his emotions wavering. Despite everything, he still harbored some attachment to the woman who had raised him.
