"A misunderstanding? More than a dozen people blocking my way with knives was a misunderstanding too?" A contemptuous sneer curled Lin Shuguang's lips as he looked over coldly.
Under the gaze of those deep, dark eyes, Steward Luo instantly felt every hair on his back stand on end. He was thoroughly unnerved.
He could not help gaining a more personal appreciation of the rumors about Lin Shuguang that he had previously only half believed.
It seemed they were true...
His expression grew grave, and he said quietly, "Mr. Lin, the Third Young Miss sent those people. The family knew nothing about it beforehand. We truly knew nothing... Now that the family head has learned the whole story, he has already confined the Third Young Miss to her quarters..."
"I'm not interested in your family affairs. Take these things back."
With that, Lin Shuguang lowered his head and continued eating his noodles, ignoring Steward Luo, who stood awkwardly beside him.
"Mr. Lin, please name whatever terms you have. The Zhao Family will certainly meet them," Steward Luo said with a forced smile.
Lin Shuguang looked up and glanced at him. "Did Hong Baiqing ever tell your Zhao Family not to provoke me lightly?"
Steward Luo's heart tightened.
Then he heard Lin Shuguang speak again. "Your Zhao Family can ask around about how I handle things. I don't cause trouble, but I'm not afraid of it either. If your Zhao Family thinks it's stronger than the Wei Family, come fight me yourselves."
"Mr. Lin, that's taking things too far. The Zhao Family has always believed that harmony brings wealth. We have absolutely no intention of provoking you," Steward Luo hurriedly said. Under Lin Shuguang's calm gaze, fine beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
Back when the Wei Family Patriarch