Han Xi nodded and linked her arm with the old lady, walking together towards the dining room.
Zhang Min, pale-faced, followed behind the old lady, trying her best to appease, "Auntie, all the mistakes were mine, I acted foolishly to do such a thing, please forgive me."
The old lady completely ignored her, and sat down at the table with Han Xi, looking sternly at Wen Anbang: "This revenge for your sister must be exacted; I cannot watch the murderer who caused her death live a carefree life every day."
"Mom, don't worry, I've already looked into Han Guanghong and Zhang Min's situation, taking them down is effortless."
Wen Anbang set down his chopsticks and spoke methodically; he had already begun preparations last night.
After hearing Wen Anbang's words, Zhang Min was in utter despair: "Anbang, you can't do this, you have to at least leave us a way out. I beg you, please."
