Gongshu Hu entered Chang Baishan's room.
Chang Baishan glanced at him coldly and said, "I don't care about losing face anymore. Your son Chang Ziru must have died at the hands of Xiao Chen, the husband of Jiang Meng, the chairwoman of Xinmeng Group.
A few days ago, that bastard crippled Ziru.
Last night, he even injected poison into Ziru's IV, causing his tragic death.
Our Chang Family cannot afford to provoke him.
Can your Five Tiger Sect handle him?"
"Oh really? Wasn't it you who got Chang Zifa involved? Such petty tricks—do you take me for a fool?"
Gongshu Hu sneered.
"Nonsense!"
Chang Baishan said, "If I wanted to kill him, there are countless opportunities. Why act now? Don't slander me without basis."
"Slander, you say? Chang Zifa, tell him how I know the truth!"
Gongshu Hu turned to Chang Zifa.
"Father, it was Chang Baishan who instructed me to send people to kill his biological son."
Chang Zifa sneered.
What!
