But the young man paid none of this any mind. Instead, he looked at Zhao Ya and the others with an anxious expression.
"You're from the Prosperity Escort Agency, right? You must have met Jingxue. Do you know where she went?"
Before anyone else could reply, Hu Tie flew into a rage. He snatched up the cups and plates on the table and hurled them at the young man.
"Get out! You wretched son, have you not disgraced yourself enough?"
The young man did not dodge. He let the cups and plates strike him and continued speaking.
"Father, Jingxue and I truly love each other. Why do you have to do this?"
Hu Tie's face changed with rage, and he was about to erupt.
Several servants hurried in, grabbed the young man, and forcibly dragged him away.
As he was taken out, the young man continued shouting, "What have you done to Jingxue? Why haven't I heard from her..."
His voice abruptly cut off. Clearly, someone had clapped a hand over his mouth.
After the young man was dragged away, an awkward atmosphere settled over the room.
No one knew what to make of the situation.
Hu Tie let out a long sigh, then apologized. "I'm truly sorry. That was my son, Hu Yan. He has always been rash and ill-mannered. Please forgive his behavior."
"Manor Lord Hu, there's no need to apologize. But from what your son just said, it seems he still can't forget that wicked woman?" Meng Lei asked.
"Can't forget her? He's practically been poisoned by that wicked woman! Do you know why I hate Cheng Jingxue so much?"
"Why?"
"Because that woman ruined my son's bright future in martial arts." Hu Tie gritted his teeth.
From Hu Tie's account, everyone finally understood what had happened.