So from start to finish, the young man had been the only one making a fuss. Yan Jiu had injured him badly, and when he saw that his companions were unmoved and Uncle Quan had no intention of intervening, he could do nothing but seethe.
When Ye Chuqi spoke up, it was as if he had found an outlet for his resentment. Her slender, lovely appearance and clear, untainted air made her look easy to bully.
"What are you laughing at? What's so funny? You're all in this together, aren't you? A bunch of bumpkins who don't know their place."
Ye Chuqi: ???
They had been talking perfectly well, so why had he suddenly turned on her? Picking on someone he thought was weak—did he not see who actually called the shots here?
The young man had not noticed, but Uncle Quan had. He had been speaking to Yan Jiu from the start, yet Yan Jiu kept glancing at the girl beside him. He was clearly taking his cues from her. In other words, she was probably the one in charge.
Besides, it was the girl who had called the young man "Yan Jiu." She had brought up the name in front of him on purpose, as though she knew what it meant.
Uncle Quan could not help smiling. "It's normal for young people to have some pride." Especially young people with such talent and strength. They always had a rebellious streak. The young people of the Lu Family were even prouder, despite being less capable than this young man.
He had called them ignorant of their place, never realizing that he was the one who did not know his.
There was one thing Uncle Quan did not understand: he could not gauge the girl's strength. When their eyes met,