"Is that so?"
A faint smile tugged at the corners of Zhou Yuan's mouth.
If it hadn't been for the act just now, he would have been ready to make a move, but now he could not.
Good men are bullied, good horses are ridden!
He had to not only earn those two Ancient Herbs, but also make the Li father and son pay a greater price, but at the moment he had not yet figured out how, so it was impossible for him to take action.
"Smack…"
To show his stance, Li Changhe slapped the back of his son's head and cursed loudly, "You good-for-nothing, hurry up and apologize to Mr. Zhou!"
Sin!
This was the sin of eighteen generations that had led to such humiliation.
"Dad!"
"Can't you see?"
With eyes red with grievance, Li Shaofeng tore at his own voice, "He's just making fools of us, that Zhao Ming, he's in cahoots with him!"
Aggrieved!
Really aggrieved to the core.
He indeed had the urge to apologize just now, but not anymore.