Qi Si could not possibly agree to Jiang Honghu's request.
Of course, that was assuming Jiang Honghu was actually making a "request."
Requests could be refused, but Jiang Honghu had people bring him here like this. Clearly, he was not really asking Qi Si to do anything.
So Qi Si's refusal was meaningless.
"Young Master Qi needn't worry about that. You only need to persuade Young Master Yanqi to return to the Jiang Family," A Zhong said.
After hearing A Zhong's words, the smile on Qi Si's face became somewhat subtle.
"I'd like to ask, can I refuse this request?"
Qi Si looked at Jiang Honghu, who lowered his head to drink tea without looking at him.
He looked at A Zhong again. A Zhong still wore a smile, but the meaning in his eyes was obvious: refusal was not an option.
Qi Si withdrew his gaze, leaned back in his chair, and nodded.
"Another cup, please." Qi Si handed the cup in his hand to the lackey beside him.
The lackey immediately refilled his cup with tea.
Qi Si blew on it and continued sipping his tea at an unhurried pace.
For a while, no one in the room spoke again, and the atmosphere gradually became tense and oppressive.
Just as the tea in Qi Si's cup was nearly gone, A Wei's voice rang out, his tone harsh.
"Hey! Can't you settle something this simple with one sentence? Why are you dragging your feet like some damn woman?"
Qi Si happened to finish the last sip of tea. He set the cup down on the table with a light clink.
"Master Jiang, when I work with people, I place great importance on their attitude. If their attitude is good, I'm happy to do it for free. If their attitude