"I never took it to heart, it was you who insisted on making a big deal out of it!" Ge Dongxu replied indifferently.
Su Bojian couldn't help but blush at these words.
Indeed, the man had already made it clear, as long as his grandson and Yan Chengzhi obediently stood outside for one night, he would let them go. Yet, the Su Family and Yan Ziyi had to make a fuss and aggressively sought him out.
"Brother, I'll go upstairs." Su Bojian, after all, was of considerable age and an old acquaintance of Yang Yinhou. Seeing this, Dongxu found it unsuitable to show further displeasure, so he glanced at Su Bojian indifferently then stood up and spoke to Yang Yinhou.
Although he had managed to send Su Boli and the others away just now with a mere tea leaf, he had also expended some Mana and spiritual power in the process. Usually, it would be no big deal, but today it felt like adding frost to snow, and his head was subtly starting to ache.