The internal strife of the Lin Family was something that many of the assembled dignitaries had heard more or less about.
But they wouldn't interfere in someone else's family affairs and were merely spectators, watching Lin Zhenghui, the eldest son, curse his so-called Second Uncle.
However, Lin Dongguo wouldn't bother with a junior like this, especially not today.
He just pulled his son aside and said, "Shut your mouth. Don't talk."
"Go to hell, what are you pretending for, damn it!" Lin Zhenghui cursed at these damn people.
"Xiaohui, stop cursing. Light incense for your grandfather first. Everyone is waiting for you, the oldest grandson," Shangguan Ranyan knew her son's temper.
Anyone who wanted him dead, Lin Zhenghui wouldn't let them get away with it.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please excuse us. Someone rammed my son with an excavator, making us think some didn't want him to acknowledge his forefathers," Lin Zongquan said with a forced smile.
