Elder Xu's roar rang clearly across the entire dock.
"Little brat?"
"Worthless little punk?"
"And you want to deal with Secretary Wang's father too?"
A deathly silence fell over the dock.
Everyone stood stunned. Even the black-clad guards, armed and bristling with menace, froze in place, their minds blank.
What had they just heard?
An old man in plain clothes had pointed at Wang Hongtao, the man who governed Modu, and cursed him to his face!
And the person on the other end of the phone, the one getting thoroughly chewed out, seemed to be... Wang Hongtao's father?
What kind of outrageous scene was this?
Yue Xiaofei's heart pounded as he looked at Grandpa Xu, whose beard and hair bristled with fury. A rush of excitement shot straight to his head.
What a force of nature!
That felt incredible!
So this was one of Grandpa's old comrades?
Who said old men had lost their fire?
A hundred years old was the prime of life!
Jin Dapao, Lin Xiaolu, Chen Mo, and the others, however, felt their hearts pounding with alarm.
Even if Elder Xu really knew Secretary Wang's father, surely he shouldn't be speaking as though he were scolding a grandson?
This was no phone call. He was issuing orders like imperial decrees!
"Damn it!"
Wang Hongtao stood frozen as the color visibly drained from his face.
Only the red welt left by the cane remained, looking especially ugly.
His father was Wang Changshun!
The man was a decorated veteran who had survived a hail of bullets, crossed snow-capped mountains, and slogged through grasslands!
A Founding Major General!
His Military Rank wasn't the highest, but its prestige was another matter.
A Founding Major General who had lived this long held such a revered position that even a newly appointed