rmer.He knew his son well. Not to mention whether he had the ability to know his plans in advance, even if he did, he absolutely couldn't stand up to such a forceful search of his own.Zhao Taile, who...apped his wine glass with his chopsticks.The crisp clinking of chopsticks and wine cups was a delightful sound, not too loud to be jarring, yet enough to make everyone pause mid-sentence and turn thei...