Qi Guowen gave a wry smile and shook his head.
His wife had been sending him messages, saying that Qi Dayong was refusing to leave their home.
Qi Guowen had no choice but to sit tight, waiting for the Abbot to return.
Jiangli clicked his tongue, "He's really ruthless."
Qi Guowen let out a long sigh, "Forget it, I don't want to quibble with him, and I certainly don't want to involve the child. As long as the child is alright, that's all that matters."
Jiangli set down his cup, "Mr. Qi, you're wrong on this. If his son ran into trouble, that's his own son's issue. The little trick I played on his family's ancestral graves could at most bring some minor misfortune and financial loss, maybe a small argument. It won't lead to anything serious, and it's definitely not something that would affect his son. If his son encountered problems, that's just his fate."
Qi Guowen blinked, taken aback. Initially, given what Qi Dayong had said, he also thought it was because of this issue.