Sun Husheng Uses Tigers to Devour Wolves

Bang!!

With a deafening crash, Marshal Sun Lang slammed his palm onto the table before him, leaving a huge dent in it!

Just moments ago, he had received a call from his son, Sun Musheng.

Something had happened.

Yesterday, Fu Junlin had killed Zhou Liantong right in front of him. Sun Musheng had been cleaning up the mess ever since. Though he had tried his best to distance himself from it, Fu Junlin had very likely obtained some leverage against him.

Although Fu Junlin had not presented it outright yet, this move already counted as a declaration of war against them.

Sun Lang needed to respond as soon as possible.

Too many things were involved.

First was the Sun family's reputation. Sun Musheng had been humiliated so thoroughly that it was simply an intolerable disgrace. If they did not strike back, they would be far too stifled.

But that was precisely the problem. Fu Junlin had a get-out-of-death-free card in his hand: the Soft Alloy manufacturing method.

If they killed Fu Junlin before finding an alternative solution, Sun Musheng would become the target of public condemnation at the Zhonghe Institute.

He would have touched everyone's cheese.

It would be unjustifiable, whether officially or behind closed doors.

When Sun Lang had originally sent Fu Junlin to Sun Musheng, he had intended for father and son to seize the initiative.

If they could get Fu Junlin's manufacturing method into the Sun family's hands first—

Then he could maneuver a huge profit out of it.

Yet he had never expected it to turn into such a hot potato—one they could not touch carelessly, yet had no choice but to touch!

The key was that Fu Junlin had been too unexpected. He had revealed his edge so quickly that they had been caught completely