Long Fei walked out of the private room, the stick in his hand still stained with blood.
Long Huijuan asked worriedly, "You didn't beat your uncle and cousin to death, did you?"
"Don't worry. They won't die. At most, they'll spend a few days in the hospital."
"That's good." Long Huijuan patted her chest, still shaken.
Long Fei looked at Xu Jiayun, who was clutching the back of her head, and asked, "Aunt Xu, what happened to you?"
"Your people hit me!"
The Sky Wing Mercenary who had struck her immediately explained what had happened to his boss.
Slap! Long Fei directly gave Xu Jiayun a resounding slap across the face.
"How dare you!" Zhao Huirui was furious to see his wife being struck again and again. Just as he stepped forward to slap Long Fei, a Sky Wing Mercenary drew his gun and pressed it against Zhao Huirui's head. The moment Zhao Huirui truly dared to make a move, the mercenary would pull the trigger.
Long Fei said coldly, "You can curse me, but if you curse my father, you deserve to be hit!"
After saying that, Long Fei turned to leave. After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped, turned back to his aunt, and said, "Tell Long Dingkun that when I arrive at the Long Family estate, it will be time for him to kneel and welcome me, then repent before me."
Watching Long Fei leave, Zhao Huirui had never expected anyone in the world to dare speak to Long Dingkun like that. The only person Long Dingkun might possibly kneel to welcome was the emperor of this country. Anyone else? Even the current prime minister lacked the ability to make Long Dingkun kneel in greeting.
Zhao Huirui thought, *Either that brat is full of himself, or