The young master is too powerful, the elders are a little flustered

There was only coldness. It was all coldness. It was so cold that Yu Xianqi felt a chill in his bones. It was so cold that even he, who had experienced many storms, couldn't help but shiver.

However, with just one look, Yu xianxun knew that Feng Zhaohe had made the right decision by asking to be removed from the hall. Otherwise, he really didn't know what this child would do.

"You didn't find it?" When Yu Jiuchong didn't get a reply, his voice turned even colder. It was so cold that the Yu elders who were waiting outside shivered.

"Is this okay? The father and son won't fight, will they?" The elders who felt that things weren't going well were afraid that a fight would break out inside, but they didn't know how to persuade him.

After Yu Jiuchong was brought back, the core members of the Yu family did a thorough re-investigation of the child's background, and naturally knew that the father and son were on bad terms.