"Better die than not avenge this hatred!"
Bai Liangbi said in a deep voice.
"Big Brother, don't pretend to be merciful like a cat crying over a mouse!"
Bai Lao Qi cursed: "If it weren't for you insisting on locking Lao Wu in the dungeon, would this have happened?!"
"..."
Bai Liangbi looked at the corpse in silence.
"Big Brother! Stop insisting!"
Bai Lao Qi lamented: "Can't you see? They've already started to target us, one dead today, another dead tomorrow, if this continues, there will be no one left in the Bai family!"
"Yes, UNCLE."
Bai Lao Wu's eldest son, Bai Ansheng, kneeled beside the corpse, crying bitterly: "Things that never belonged to our family, why forcefully keep them..."
"Older Brother."
Bai Lao Liu, always silent and reserved, couldn't help but speak: "Why not listen to Seventh Brother's advice, give them the things now, and we move the whole family, wouldn't that be the best strategy."
"Family Head!"
"Big Brother!"
"..."
