At this time, among the four or five old men, none of them spoke. The skinny old man, who was only 1.5 meters to 1.6 meters, frowned and spoke.

"Old man Lin, I know that you have a good relationship with Uncle Dongfang. Normally, I would not agree to do this, but Xu Wen died. This kid used to pay New Year's greetings to us during Chinese New Year. He is still a son of a prominent family. Can you Guaranteed that this son will not touch the children of our family in the future?"

An old man sneered.