Xiao Zhanwei knew his sister and the rest of them were probably being bullied. Otherwise, they wouldn't be behaving this way.
"This is where my wife and her two brothers live, filled with my wife's memories, and I absolutely will not allow anyone to touch this place," the man continued to say, breathing heavily, then the sound of footsteps followed, indicating he had entered the house.
Xiao Zhanwei wore a puzzled expression, while Xiao Han couldn't help but feel a mix of amusement and emotional touched by the man's genuine affection.
Not long after, the door burst open and a middle-aged man charged out. He appeared to be in his early forties, wielding a kitchen knife in his hand, and his gaze immediately fell on Xiao Han and another.
"If you're here to tear down our home, I'll fight you to the end," his eyes shone with a fierce light, yet he wasn't frightening, betraying the sense that he was backed into a corner.