Having heard the whole account from his second uncle, Tang Qing had already made a decision. He planned to have the Command Room devise a strategy straight away. After all, figuring out the other party's exact intentions wasn't as simple as planting a few more bugs in their house. If only it were so straightforward. He could not hide his uncle indefinitely until such information was gathered. As if that was at all possible.
If he couldn't acknowledge his own family on his own territory, it would be a slap on his face. He wasn't afraid of being slapped, but anyone who dared to slap him was asking for trouble. Yet deep inside, Tang Qing didn't believe the other party could bury the hatchet without harming his second uncle and his own family. He was simply looking for an excuse to fight.
Furthermore, harboring grudges wasn't an option either.
