"Why?"
Just as the direct descendants of the Jiang Family fell silent and showed understanding towards Jiang Lin's actions, an angry voice resounded through the hall.
It was Jiang Chenyang!
He glared at Jiang Lin with bloodshot eyes and shouted angrily, "If it weren't for my brother's cultivation being crippled, he would certainly surpass that old bastard Jiang Hu sooner or later."
"Now my brother's cultivation is crippled, and you're turning a blind eye? Dad, how could you do such a thing?"
Jiang Lin angrily retorted, "I'm doing this for the Jiang Family! Even if I want to avenge your brother, what can I do? Does anyone in the Jiang Family have the power to suppress Jiang Hu?"
Jiang Chenyang, with red eyes, said, "Even if we can't suppress him, we should at least show some attitude. That old bastard needs to know that harming my brother comes at a cost. Even if he is the Great Elder of the last generation, he must pay for his mistakes!"
