At this hour, Long Yutian had just returned from his morning exercises. Xia Yanxin, still groggy, was holding Long Linger's bottle, ready to make her milk. Seeing Long Kaiwei's imposing manner, her eyelid twitched intensely, and she was inexplicably reminded of the scene when Old Master Long passed away.
In recent times, the conflict between Long Kaiwei and Long Yutian had been simmering, clearly about to erupt into a storm.
Although there were many people present, there was only one police officer, making it evident that Long Kaiwei's purpose wasn't truly to investigate the facts but for other reasons.
"Ron, go back to your room!"
Seeing Ron clumsily trying to come out from the room, seemingly wanting to watch the spectacle, Xia Yanxin hurriedly stopped him, hesitated for a moment, and handed him the bottle, "Go watch over Lingling. If she wakes up, feed her milk."
