He may have been just a servant of the Tian family, but in Jinling City, his influence was no less than that of any family head, even capable of driving them to ruin and death. What a gratifying thing that was!
"My descendants are unfilial, dragging the Lin family's foundation into loss!" Lin Jianyang cried out, fiercely lunging his head toward a stone pillar, only to be stopped by Ye Ling's grasp.
"Ling'er, don't stop me. Now that the Lin family estate is destroyed, I have no face to live in this world anymore."
Lin Jianyang struggled to get up, insisting on throwing himself against the pillar to commit suicide, but Ye Ling shook his head, softly consoling, "Uncle Lin, don't worry, I won't let the Lin family estate be destroyed."
"Oh, what big talk. If you're so capable, then why don't you just pay back Lin Jianyang's debt?" The middle-aged man spat, looking at Ye Ling with a disdainful sneer.