But Chu Ge had already gotten into the old-looking car, which symbolized far more than its appearance suggested.
Ouyang Die was driving herself. After glancing at the rearview mirror, she hesitated for a moment before finally asking, "I suspect Mr. Chu has already guessed something, right?"
"Yes," Chu Ge nodded.
If even a big shot like Huo Tianqian was rendered silent, it was unlikely Zhao Wuji could do it, let alone those smaller families.
Thus, the answer was about to reveal itself.
"When I came to Shanghai, I heard a rumor saying that Shanghai has Four Great Families, which overshadow everything and represent the pinnacle of power. I suppose the Ouyang family is one of these four, right?"
Upon hearing Chu Ge's response, Ouyang Die smiled, yet her smile contained a hint of bitterness: "My family has taken the lead among the Four Great Families because of the Old Master."
Ouyang Die paused briefly, sighed softly, and added, "For now, that is."
