So, Old Master Ji, were you trying to defy the heavens? Where had you even picked up all these words?
Though triangles possessed stability, love triangles might not share that property.
Not to mention it involved a grand topic like "the queen or the princess."
Faced with Don Juan's remarks, Fu Qian sighed inwardly.
And while the development of events was utterly shocking, the viewing experience had actually been his most leisurely yet.
The father and son's head-to-head clash was simply too captivating. Not only had Fu Qian gone undisturbed, even Camera Six had spent the entire time spectating, forgotten by everyone.
Having listened in on the groom's lines from start to finish, Fu Qian had to acknowledge the senior's professionalism.
He really had such a youthful vibe. Old Master Ji must have put a great deal of effort into this role.
Taken alone, the groom's words were not quite outrageous enough to be explosive.
If one were more accommodating, they could even be interpreted as the exaggerated fuss of a young man who had been overly protected and whose thinking was not yet mature.
Viewing one's children as an extension of one's own life was, for many people, a common mindset.
Even feeling that one had enjoyed oneself too when the next generation indulged in pleasure was perfectly normal.
But the issue was still that one point: Old Master Ji was not here to play a rebel.
No matter how natural it looked, his core purpose was most likely to deal with Jose.
And at this point, one had to marvel at how perfectly he had chosen his angle of attack.
Just the right amount of immaturity, wildly dancing along the edge of the red line—continuously escalating the situation while avoiding having Lord Jose directly flip the table.
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