However, what let Yang Xiong breathe a sigh of relief was that this time, his son getting beaten up didn't injure his muscles or bones; he merely had his appearance ruined, and even a lost tooth had been fixed.
But this relief, even if his son could swallow it, he could not.
For the son of a Deputy Mayor to be beaten, if the perpetrator was not found, how could he possibly save face?
"Dad, we must find that kid, I want him to wish he were dead!"
From behind the bandages, Yang Herong's eyes showed a fierce and resentful glare.
"Don't worry, as long as Mr. Huang hasn't killed that kid, I'll have ways to find him, and if all else fails, I'll just ask Mr. Huang!"
Yang Xiong comforted his son and then said, "You should be fine now, follow me to visit your cousin; something has come up on your Aunt's side!"
Yang Herong hesitated for a moment before finally nodding and following his father out of the ward.
