Old Grudges
With a cheerful smile, Xu Yi walked away, leaving Long Haotian with a gloomy expression as he reluctantly entered the main hall.
“Greetings, Master,” he said.
Seeing Long Haotian’s lackluster appearance, Qinglian couldn’t maintain his authoritative demeanor and angrily exclaimed, “Just because you called Xu Yi here to ask a few questions, you act as if your father has committed some heinous crime!”
“Father!” Long Haotian furrowed his brows in dissatisfaction.
“What does that have to do with Xu Yi?”
“How does it not? As soon as you asked her to come, you started giving me a bad attitude. Now that she has safely left, who are you putting on this show for? Do you want to infuriate your father to death?”
Qinglian felt that his son was here to torment him, one after another, without giving him any peace of mind.
“Father, that’s not what I meant,” Long Haotian retorted.