"Nephew Mo, what a surprise. Forgive me for the poor welcome." Wei Shanhe stepped forward to exchange pleasantries. What's meant to be will be, he sighed inwardly.
"Hmph!" Mo Daosheng's expression was icy as he sneered, "Wei Shanhe, spare me your hypocrisy! Our families have been friends for generations, and I have always regarded you as a respected elder and uncle! My son was deeply in love with your granddaughter, yet you conspired with an outsider to cripple him! If you don't give me an explanation today, none of you are leaving!"
At his words, the faces of the many guests turned pale. This is so unfair, they all thought. Settle your own grudges. We just came for a banquet. Why are we being dragged into this?
"We're finished! We can't afford to provoke the Mo family from Jinhu!"
"Why did President Wei cripple the young master of the Mo family?"
"Young Master Mo just mentioned Lin Tang's name. Don't tell me he's the culprit?"
