The middle-aged man was the third in rank in the Sang Family, named Sang Xueli, and he was extremely cautious and reliable in his actions.
After hearing what Sang Xuetong had said, he hesitated slightly but still nodded his head.
"You will depart tomorrow morning. Tell me how many people you need, and I will arrange them for you. I want to see how arrogant this Wu Gang is, to not even put the Sang Family in his eyes. He's truly courting death."
After Sang Xuetong finished speaking, he stood up, not even glancing at Sang Qiwen, who remained kneeling on the ground, and walked out directly.
"Get up. Come with me to Linjiang City tomorrow morning and redeem your faults."
Sang Xueli looked helplessly at Sang Qiwen, then left as well.
Sang Qiwen was, in fact, the son of Sang Xueli. It was only now that he suddenly realized he had spoiled this son far too much.
Once leaving Liujin City and the domain of the Sang Family, he would be incapable of achieving anything.
