The air instantly froze, and Yan Zhi felt an invisible hand gripping her neck.
Long Yinghua was about to erupt when low laughter reached her ears, changing the surrounding atmosphere like a sea breeze.
Out of the corner of her eye, she glimpsed a corner of a wheelchair, and after losing sight in one eye, her vision was limited.
Long Yinghua turned her head to see the man in the wheelchair appear by her side.
"Big brother, are you here to see my joke too?"
Long Yinghua's voice remained cold, and she held little reverence for this big brother in the wheelchair.
This man in the wheelchair had already been prematurely eliminated from the struggle for the Long Family inheritance.
Yan Zhi's gaze fell on the man Long Yinghua called "big brother."
This was Long Yuan's eldest son, Long Jingfeng.
Long Yuan's late wife was a princess of the European Imperial Family, and Long Jingfeng had Caucasian blood. His features were deep-set and chiseled, with brown hair.
