"Demolish the wall behind the wardrobe? How is that necessary for saving my brother?" Qian Wang raised his doubts again. He seemed to want to say more, but he stopped because his father was glaring at him.
Qian Wang let out an awkward chuckle and scratched the back of his head, as if to alleviate the embarrassment, but his father didn't shift his gaze and continued to stare at him.
Qian Wang must have been quite afraid of his father, as he promptly moved to stand beside his grandfather, using his grandfather's body to block his father's line of sight.
"Smash it," Qian Wang's grandfather finally ordered after some hesitation. The two men who had been holding hammers and shovels now walked to the side of the wardrobe and violently pushed it to the ground.
My goodness, I'm speechless. This is Qian Xing's property after all, and they've just violently toppled it to the ground. Does this mean Qian Xing won't need it anymore?
