Half an hour later, Beiqiang Xiang left the Huang Family Manor by car.
After leaving the Huang Family Manor, he sat in the car, the corners of his mouth lifting into a profound arc.
"Master, did the head of the Huang Family agree?" the driver at the front asked in a focused tone as he drove.
Beiqiang Xiang nodded indifferently, "Of course, his nephew was beaten into a severely injured cripple, and his son was wounded in an explosion. Can he really swallow these two grievances?"
The driver respectfully said, "Master is wise, your arrangement this time was indeed flawless."
"It was just passable," Beiqiang Xiang said lightly with a smile, but his eyes betrayed a dominating confidence.
The reason Huang Ze of the Huang Family came to Hai City today was naturally due to Beiqiang Xiang's prior secret arrangements.
Beiqiang Xiang knew that Huang Datong had a nephew who was an artist, with an extreme fondness for sex.
