Xuehui looked at Zhao Hetong with a playful look, and said with a smile: "It seems that you want to be a filial son, but you don't have this opportunity!"
Zhao Haoyuan naturally heard Xuehui's voice, and immediately asked in a cold voice: "Xuehui, what do you want to do!"
Xuehui sneered and said: "Master Zhao, I haven't asked you for an explanation yet, but you asked me what I want to do?"
Zhao Haoyuan said coldly: "The current situation of your Xue family, to my Zhao family, is just trying to survive!"
Since the Xue family planned to break up with them, Zhao Haoyuan naturally no longer needed to be polite to Xuehui.
"Oh? That's what the Zhao family leader thinks. Then please prepare your son's funeral arrangements and don't forget to come to the Xue family to pick up the body!"
Xuehui said coldly.
"Father, please calm down!"
Zhao Hetong whispered quickly.
He really had some fear in his heart at this time.
After all, after he brought his people to Xue's house, what happened at Xue's house was completely beyond his expectation.
The attitude of the Xue family and his son made him feel very uneasy.
He could feel that the Xue family was coming for real this time!
I really plan to break up with the Zhao family!
If there really was a fight, Zhao Hetong was not sure that he would be able to leave the Xue family alive.
Maybe, he really has to ask the Zhao family to organize his funeral...
"You loser! I asked you to go to the Xue family and ask for an explanation. Do you want to give it to me?" Zhao Haoyuan asked angrily.
Zhao Hetong quickly turned off the speakerphone and lowered his voice: "Father, I will report the specific situation to you when I get back. Please don't say anything anymore. Please!"
He didn't want his father to say any more.
The deeper the involvement, the harder it will be for him to leave the Xue family.
"Can't!"
But Zhao Haoyuan didn't know the situation here at all, so his attitude was very tough, and his voice was a little angry: "Don't forget, the elites you brought to the Xue family are half of the elites of our Zhao family, don't you
Do you think the Xue family really dares to start a war with us?"
As Zhao Haoyuan said, the Xue family is just struggling to survive.
Zhao Haoyuan thought that even if the Xue family had such courage, they would not dare to start a war with the Zhao family.
That was a stupid decision!
However, Zhao Haoyuan did not expect that his son Zhao Hetong, who had always obeyed his orders, would become a little anxious and his voice would be a little loud.
"Father! The Xue family really dares to start a war with us! Now we have been surrounded by the elites of the Xue family. Once a war breaks out, I will definitely die in the Xue family!" Zhao Hetong said angrily.
"How dare Yukiteru!"
It was only at this moment that Zhao Haoyuan realized the seriousness of the matter and roared angrily.
"Father, please calm down. This Xuehui really dares to fight. But once the war breaks out, although the Xue family is not as good as our Zhao family, our Zhao family will definitely suffer some losses, but it will make someone gain!"
Zhao Hetong said again: "When the time comes, our Zhao family will have little hope of becoming the top hegemon in Lingzhou!"
After hearing his son's words, Zhao Haoyuan calmed down a little.
After a moment, he said: "Give the phone to Xuehui."
"Uncle Xue, my father wants to talk to you!"
Zhao Hetong's attitude at this time was really respectful, and he felt a little aggrieved.
Once upon a time, when he saw Xuehui, he could never be so groveling.
But the situation is very different. People under the eaves have to bow their heads.
Seeing Zhao Hetong coming over and handing him the phone, Xuehui just raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said: "Let him kneel down!"
Xuehui gave an order, and Mr. Wen suddenly appeared and kicked Zhao Hetong's legs.
"thump!"
Zhao Hetong was in pain, his face was distorted, and he knelt heavily on his knees.
