When he said the last sentence, Lin Hao's gaze was extremely sharp, like a piercing knife.
Zou Tianyu was past middle age and had seen countless people over the years, but that pair of eyes still shocked him to the core.
Those eyes were truly captivating.
After a moment of thought, Zou Tianyu said, "No problem, I will arrange for someone to protect them in secret, but I'm afraid we can't do it for too long."
"One month," Lin Hao said. "One month is enough."
"Fine."
Zou Tianyu agreed, then, changing his tone, asked, "Mr. Lin, how do you intend to deal with those who laid hands on your elders?"
Zou Tianyu's sharp intuition told him that this time, Lin Hao was planning to stir up trouble, and it would be a big deal.
He was curious about Lin Hao's attitude towards his enemies.
At the same time, if something significant really happened on his turf, as the top leader, he would be held accountable by the higher-ups.
