"Every one of you, snap to attention and show the steward Pan our family's strength. Today, if anyone dares to drop the ball, I'll take his dog life!"
"Yes!"
Ouyang Qinglun, with a group of bodyguards, stood respectfully at the front gate, occasionally looking towards the end of the road.
Just then, a Bentley sedan came into view.
"Steward Pan!"
Ouyang Qinglun immediately approached and, disregarding his status, personally opened the car door, his face full of fawning smiles, "Please come in!"
The appearance of Pan Yuanying again was surely a sign that the Hong Clan had something to say.
As long as the Hong Clan frowned upon the Chu Family, just a little pressure would greatly ease his own.
"Hmm!"
With a sidelong glance at Ouyang Qinglun, Pan Yuanying headed towards the villa.
"Welcoming Steward Pan!"
The Ouyang Family's guards on either side of the red carpet knelt on one knee and welcomed him with both fists held together.