When Yang Minghua saw Di Lin burst in, he pretended to be angry. "Di Lin, this is a commanders' meeting. How could you barge in whenever you please?"
In truth, he was already overjoyed inside. It seemed the rumors that Di Lin and Zichuan Xiu had fallen out were true.
Some time ago, he had also found an opportunity to test Di Lin's attitude toward Zichuan Xiu. The way Di Lin had seemed to desperately want the other man dead did not look like an act.
And now, Di Lin had actually disregarded the family commanders' meeting and rashly barged in to confront Zichuan Xiu. That made their falling-out all the more convincing.
With that thought, he trusted Di Lin even more. Now, only he could help Di Lin deal with Zichuan Xiu.
Besides, Di Lin had performed brilliantly under his command over the years. Whether in strategy or courage, he was exceptional.
He had also once been Ge Yingxing's student assistant, so he was no stranger to the Far East Army.
If he sent Di Lin to the Far East, could he quickly take control of the Far East Army?
Yang Minghua thought quickly, but his face retained its angry, questioning expression.
Di Lin immediately lowered his head to show that he knew he was at fault. Yang Minghua naturally could not punish him, and besides, he still needed to test him.
"Enough. You two can go catch up elsewhere. Fighting and making a scene in the family council hall—what kind of behavior is that?"
So he sent the two former brothers out at once.
Then he looked toward a guard beside him, signaling for him to arrange for someone to keep watch on them.
Receiving Yang Minghua's signal, the guard immediately followed them out.
Zichuan Xiu and Di