Jiang Youzhi's lips slowly creased into a subtle smile.
This boy is too easily provoked. Such an unthinking person is really unworthy to be his opponent, let alone his brother.
Seeing Jiang Han dare to speak recklessly, Jiang Zhongxing was furious, gripping the armrest of his chair tightly. His voice was cold as he said, "Shut his mouth for me!"
Then he glanced around, his voice icy as he continued, "From now on, if I hear words like this in the mansion again, no matter who it is, they will be beaten to death."
The person tasked with getting the paddle came rushing in at that moment.
Jiang Zhongxing's face was expressionless, "Slap him twenty times, hit him hard!"
Su Yuexian was frantic with anxiety, kneeling and kowtowing repeatedly, "Duke, please show mercy."
"Duke, I beg you to spare Han Er."
Jiang Zhongxing acted as if he hadn't heard, with a wave of his hand, several servants stepped forward and pressed Jiang Han to kneel.
