In the meeting room, the senior relatives of the Su Family were all shocked.
Annihilate the Song Family?
He was alone, how could he destroy the Song Family?
"Are you mad?" Su Wanqiao directly intervened, "Do you have any idea how deep the Song Family's roots are? Not even the chaotic wars a hundred years ago could take them down. How do you plan to destroy the Song Family by yourself today?"
"Yeah, Lin Shuang... let's not be rash here. The Song Family is a century-old noble house, the descendants of Song Meiling. They've been growing for nearly a hundred years, how formidable they are..." Su Zhan stepped forward to persuade as well.
"My mind is made up, no need to persuade me," said Lin Shuang, taking a deep drag of his cigarette, his voice indifferent.
The decisions he made were beyond persuasion.
Ultimately, Su Wanqiao and the others failed to dissuade him.