Wu Kun bellowed angrily, his gaze turning towards Wuu Tianwu, and spoke in a deep voice, "Tian Wu, take some people with you and grab that kid for me, as well as the girl who caused this mess, bring them both back to me."
"Yes, Father!"
Wuu Tianwu nodded.
"Father, about the Xiao Family..."
Wuu Tianwen suppressed the anger in his heart and spoke gravely.
"Hmph, what about the Xiao Family? He's nothing but a discarded piece, no longer related to the Xiao Family. And even if he were, what of it? My grandson was killed by him. Even if Elder Xiao were to intervene, it would be useless. Whoever dares to obstruct us is an enemy of the Wu Family and must be killed!"
Wu Kun's expression was solemn and he spoke coldly, a strong aura emanating from him.
"Understood!"
Wuu Tianwen nodded again.
"Prepare the memorial hall for Fei's funeral. As Wu Kun's grandson, even in death, he must be buried with honor and grandeur!"
Wu Kun said.