Ho Laidi heard him mention Yu Chunyu and said with indignation, "That bitch, why couldn't she wait to die? Her rushing to die now—isn't she just after Baohe's life?"
What could he possibly do about a matter involving a death?
Chiang Baoguo felt a chill over his entire body.
"We should ask Uncle for help, or else seek out Chiang Xiao. The people Uncle saved back then, some must hold high positions now. If we ask them for help, there might still be a chance to save this situation. And don't even think about barking orders at Chiang Xiao—kneel, even if we have to kneel, we must beg them!"
Chiang Baoguo gritted his teeth.
"Are you saying there's really no other way?" Chiang Songtao asked.
"There are no other ways!" Chiang Baoguo said, "Also, when our little brother came to the provincial city for school, wasn't it Uncle who sought out someone surnamed Xue in this city?"
"It should be, it should be."