He planned to leave immediately and return to Jiangnan later, and then recruit more people.
When the time comes, Lin Bei must be made crippled and he can only spend the rest of his life lying in bed.
Let Lin Bei become a useless person.
Only in this way can the hatred in his heart be relieved.
"You are Du Yuankang's son, right?"
Suddenly, Lin Bei asked.
Dewey was startled.
He quickly responded: "Yes."
Lin Bei nodded.
An unexplainable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Dewey was a little confused.
At the same time, I was frightened.
And at this moment.
A middle-aged man ran in from outside and entered the hall.
"A distinguished guest from Jiangnan is here."
The middle-aged man said quickly.
Um?
In the hall, which had a somewhat weird atmosphere, most people stood up in unison.
"In front of the guests, I hope everyone will not lose the face of our Lin family."
Lin Mingde said something.
"Anzhou, all the distinguished guests who come here are your guests. You will take the lead, and the others will follow Anzhou. We will go out to greet them together."
Then, Lin Mingde said again.
"Yes, uncle."
Lin Anzhou responded.
There was a proud look on his face again.
This moment.
He suddenly figured it out.
Why should he argue with Lin Anguo?
It's completely lowering your own grade and style.
Today, let Lin Anguo see what kind of people he comes in contact with.
Let him know that he will never be able to flatter a horse in his life.
From then on, he completely ignored Lin Anguo's family.
Ignore.
is the best.
Think about it.
Lin Anzhou was completely relieved.
Take a step forward.
soon.
In the entire hall, only two young people from the Lin family, Lin Bei and Lin Nan, were left.
Then there are the four Deweys.
Without Lin Bei's words, Dewey was afraid to leave.
"I...can I go...?"
Dewey was a little restless, and then tentatively asked Lin Bei.
Lin Bei waved his hand casually.
Indicate, whatever.
Dewey was completely relieved.
Then, he took Baicheng and others and left quickly.
only.
When his back was turned to Lin Bei, a look of resentment flashed across Dewey's eyes.
