Tang Zhong was at a distance, watching the distant Tang Family.
He walked forward step by step, his fists clenched tightly together, as a massive flame blazed within him.
Thinking about what Tang Ran had said yesterday, he couldn't control the anger inside him.
At the entrance of the Tang Family home, over a hundred reporters crowded the doorway, making it impassable, holding microphones and chattering, eager to delve deeper into the statements made by Tang Lin earlier, but since it was the Tang Family, they dared not enter and could only linger at the door.
"Do you think that Tang Zhong will come?"
"I doubt it, the guy who bombed Brick City, would he dare to come here? Wouldn't that be suicide?"
"Exactly, I think that guy must have fled somewhere early on."
"Everyone, don't be anxious. If Young Master Tang Lin said that guy would come, then he definitely will."
