Lu Chengwen said, "Hey, hey, hey, Uncle Jiang, could you stop making things difficult for a junior like me? You're all important figures, and I'm wrong for trying to please both sides?!"
Jiang Bozheng said, "Your every word drips with mockery. Do you really think I wouldn't dare kill you?!"
Lu Chengwen set down the wine pot. "I heard that important figures possess great dignity, broad vision, and great wisdom. Uncle Jiang, Medicine Elder came charging in today with murderous intent, and what he said was even harsher than what I've said. Why weren't you this furious with him? Damn, I only said a few things, all with good intentions, and you're already shouting about beating and killing me? What is this?"
Lu Chengwen spread his hands and smiled. "Is this what they mean by only squeezing the soft persimmon? Because I'm weak and not even wearing pants, you think you can curse me, beat me, and kill me whenever you want? Medicine Elder is highly skilled, so you keep backing down and swallowing your pride? That's not how important figures are supposed to act either! If you've got the guts, why not treat Medicine Elder the same way you treat me?"
"You... you little bastard..."
"Hey!" Lu Chengwen said. "I only said a few things, and I'm already a little bastard. Then in your hearts, wouldn't Medicine Elder have been called an old bastard who knows how many times!?"
Jiang Bozheng thought, You fucking bastard, you're good.
This way of talking was fucking infuriating!
You humiliate the Jiang Family, and I can't even lose my temper! Otherwise, that means I bully the weak and fear the strong.
"I... you... you..."
Jiang Shang kept a stern face. "Enough, Bozheng. Sit down."
Jiang Shang looked at Lu Chengwen and snorted coldly.