Long Aotian showed no expression as he looked at the fat bastard.
The fat bastard remained silent for a long time, his eyelids drooping as he stared at the food on the table. He did not smile.
The air was deathly silent.
Rose was expressionless; Liu Rufeng frowned slightly, her gaze wary; Lu Chengwen and Zhao Ritian had their mouths slightly open, never expecting Long Aotian to be the first to pick a fight.
Lu Chengwen was stunned.
He had thought Zhao Ritian would be the first to fall out with the fat bastard, but unexpectedly... Long Aotian had actually become this impulsive.
Lu Chengwen warily looked around. The servants and attendants nearby showed no reaction and did not seem prepared to fight.
Lu Chengwen said, "Wealthy Official, please calm down. My Senior Disciple Brother's proposed surgery may not be fully developed yet, but..."
The fat Wealthy Official's mouth slowly spread into a grin. His smile was stiff, filled with mockery and anger.
"Mr. Long, I have... always treated you courteously. There are not many people in this world whom I treat with courtesy. Why... must you humiliate me like this?"
Long Aotian looked at him. "Courtesy? A table full of good food and a few casual compliments, like this? A man I personally saved, and you slapped him to death. Did you respect me then?"
"Oh? You are angry over the death of a stranger? Do you think I am cruel?"
Long Aotian looked at him. "Aren't you?"
Fatty Liu laughed and poured himself a drink. "Even so, what do you intend to do? Do you think the few of you are a match for me?"
Long Aotian stared at him. "When I do many things, I do not really consider the consequences."
"Then you had better start considering