The two fiercely tangled together, and the violent sounds of fighting echoed in the study as their fists smashed sharply against each other, seemingly venting years of dissatisfaction.
Vases and cups slid off the table one after another, shattering sounds accompanying the punching, with porcelain shards flying everywhere.
The noise was so loud it could be heard throughout the entire villa.
Lin Xu, with the help of the butler, limped to the study and, upon seeing the two fighting, was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat, her voice trembling, "Stop fighting, stop it all!"
She stepped forward to intervene, forgetting entirely about the injury on her foot in her panic, causing a tearing pain in her ankle.
"Hiss."
Lin Xu bent over in pain.
This moan was more effective than any attempts to stop the fight; the brothers fighting immediately stopped, their faces tense.
"Did you hit your wound? Why aren't you in the wheelchair?"
"What happened to you? Where are you hurt?"
