Li Chen stood alone in the middle of the venue, coldly observing the members of the Li family around him. The killing intent emanating from him was so strong that it made the surrounding guests feel somewhat suffocated.
Next to him was a battered police car, and around him were the shocked members of the Li family and guests. The whole scene, which had been noisy at first, suddenly quieted down.
This silence was particularly eerie.
Li Zheng gazed at Li Chen in the center, his face dark as water. Wasn't this boy supposed to have jumped off a cliff? To jump from such a high place and not die?
However, no matter what, since you dared to come here, then you might as well stay here today. The Li Family is not a place where you can come and go as you please!
Li Zheng's eyes also shimmered with a sharp glint, and his face bore undisguised murderous intent. Li Chen had killed his son, Lin Xinshan—white hair sending off black hair. Such a great hatred must be avenged!
