"Lin, I understand,"
Wu Qingtian nodded, then hung up the phone.
Wu Yue couldn't help but feel overjoyed, "Dad, are you planning to change your mind, not want the Immortal Elixir, and just suppress this kid directly?"
He was now eager for the Wu Family to take action immediately, forcefully suppress Chen Feng, and take back his beloved Lin Churan.
Wu Qingtian's face darkened, "Suppress? With what? Didn't you see what happened to the Jin Family? Even Master Chen had to bow and plead, and no other Martial Arts expert dares to step forward! You don't really think that we can kill such a Martial Arts powerhouse with money, do you?"
Wu Yue was suddenly at a loss for words, "But, Dad... the Lin Family in the Imperial Capital is worth much more than a mere Immortal Elixir, isn't it?"
"I know that, no need for you to remind me."
Wu Qingtian waved his hand dismissively and then sat down.
Soon, Wu Qingtian had an idea.
