Li Kuiyong knew Wang Yan had gone and caused a scene, but he did not know the details.
There was no way Wang Yan could explain this sort of thing to Li Kuiyong. With Li Kuiyong's way of thinking, he would not be able to make sense of all those twists and turns anyway.
"Brother Yan, we can't just let this go." Li Kuiyong was furious.
"Strictly speaking, I could even break their fathers' legs if I wanted to. But if I really did that, there'd be no place for me on this land anymore. Besides, from another angle, their fathers are all great heroes who shed blood for the country. Looking at it from the nation's perspective, failing to discipline their children properly is only a minor flaw."
Wang Yan looked at Li Kuiyong with a smile. "At its root, this is where the conflict between Li Yuanchao's group and me comes from. Those people's swagger comes from their fathers. You say we can't let it go—then what should we do? If I went and broke their legs now, I'd be the one in the wrong. I might really get hauled off and shot."
"But we still can't..."
"Of course we can't." Wang Yan waved a hand. "There'll be opportunities later. A gentleman's revenge can wait ten years. As long as we stretch out the timeline and have enough patience, maybe one day we'll get hold of something on them. Then they'll be the ones suffering..."
"Ah..." Li Kuiyong let out a dejected sigh, feeling a profound sense of powerlessness, along with the enormous barrier of class...
Having listened for a while, Yu Ming naturally understood why Wang Yan had come here. Beyond the excitement of watching the drama unfold, he too felt somewhat powerless.
Wang Yan did not