"Regardless of Xiu Hanzi, He Congsheng, or Qi Wuji, all must listen to me."
Since this is a negotiation, Sikong Jing wasn't being too polite to Old Xiu and the others, responding forcefully: "Even when it comes to bringing back Grandpa Su's son, it's up to me."
Sikong Jing's voice remained calm, and naturally, his father-in-law couldn't take away his right to speak either.
As the words landed, Murong Jianyun's heart was a whirlwind. He glared at Sikong Jing, with only one thought: On what grounds?
Clearly, Xiu Hanzi should have been the one with the primary say!
Clearly, Sikong Jing was merely someone chosen by Xiu Hanzi, how did he leap to a position with more authority than Su Old Demon's son? How could such a thing happen?
Unless…
Murong Jianyun's heart suddenly started pounding uncontrollably as he hoarsely asked: "Before Su Old Demon died, he met with you!"
He had guessed right!
