C128 Fight!

The creaking of the bronze cauldron sliced through the air, its sound grating on the Zhang family's nerves like a knife.

The Great Elder, in particular, clutched at his chest, his cries piercing the tension.

"Mr. Chen, I beg you to be lenient!" Zhang Mingren pleaded earnestly, turning to his uncle. "What's your take on this situation?"

"Fine, Chen Zhixuan