Duke Dingguo was in so much pain that his whole body broke out in cold sweat.
He wanted to scream, but he didn't know how to make a sound.
He glared fiercely at Xu Xingsheng.
Xu Xingsheng smiled slightly.
His smile was filled with mockery and an indescribable hatred, a sinister look deeply hidden in his eyes, starkly different from the warm smile he showed in front of Xu Bao'er.
"Your beloved wife had a great plan, thinking about getting me killed, then all of Duke Dingguo Mansion would belong to her and her son. But they didn't expect to die first, truly what goes around comes around."
Duke Dingguo felt even more hatred.
The more he hated, the happier Xu Xingsheng became.
