Shen Yue had long known that in dire straits, one seldom sees glory; what more often emerges is the boundless depth of human depravity. Hearing Zhen Yitong openly criticize Lin Ping was not surprising to him, yet he couldn't help but interject a few words.
He felt as if everyone was sitting on the crater of a volcano!
The volcano was about to erupt at any moment.
And yet there was Zhen Yitong, edging closer to take a peep into the crater about to spew magma.
Zhen Yitong, oblivious to Shen Yue's well-intentioned concerns, scoffed, "Mr. Shen isn't even Giant Li's son-in-law yet, and now he's already speaking up for Mount Tai?"
Ye Biluo stood by with a smile, silent. He seemed to enjoy witnessing the strife.
Lin Ping then said, "Zhen Yitong, I remember Giant Li killed me!"
As those words dropped, a chill ran through the crowd, unaware of the enmity and grievances hidden beneath.
Lin Ping added, "Today, all debts of gratitude and vengeance shall be settled!"
