Fang Yu felt a bit uncomfortable inside when he heard Hai Ruoyinâs words.
The real-life worldview conflicted with the kind of traditional worldview in the game.
Fang Yu looked at Hai Ruoyin, staring directly into her eyes.
"My meaning is very clear, no need to repeat it a second time."
That gaze caused a bit of stabbing pain in Hai Ruoyinâs heart.
Without waiting for Hai Ruoyinâs response, Fang Yu turned and walked away with large strides.
Leaving behind only Hai Ruoyin, who was holding onto Wu Youmei with one hand and slowly clenching a fist with the other.
The calmness in Fang Yuâs eyes just now seemed like he didnât consider her worth his disdain, a kind of contempt towards her.
All this set her heart on fire.
How could I possibly... be a woman that casual!
But family, is family! Family is above all!
Bam!
As if to vent her anger, she flung Wu Youmei to the ground and then punched and kicked her, not stopping even when Wu Youmei protected her body with all her might and whimpered.
People around, seeing a fatal outcome might happen, dared not intervene even a little.
Fortunately, Hai Ruoyin controlled herself, and after beating Wu Youmei unconscious, finally stopped.
She looked up in the direction where Fang Yu had left.
"Diao Deyi... Diao Deyi! I will definitely get you! And then fulfill my ambitions!"
...
Fang Yu, walking on the way back to the Qing Family, had no idea his casual glance had made Hai Ruoyin nearly lose her composure.
The main thing was, that look of his had no other meaning; it was purely the other partyâs overthinking.
The gates of the Qing Family were faintly visible.
Compared to when he left, there were many more sedan chairs in front of the Qing Familyâs gate, and just from the specifications of the sedan chairs, one could discern differences in identity and status.
It was like seeing luxury cars parked in front of a hotel; that eight-carried sedan, resplendent and magnificent, surely only big families or wealthy individuals could afford to ride in it.
Next to it, those with a slightly lower grade of decoration and manpower naturally paled in comparison to that eight-carried sedan.
What is this? A gathering of luxury cars?
Fang Yu didnât need to ponder, knowing there were likely quite a few people inside waiting for him.
But this hurdle canât be dodged; sooner or later, it must be faced, so Fang Yu calmly strode into the Qing Family.
Upon entering the door, he noticed Qing Anshun stood at a spot just inside the entrance, guarding.
"Brother Diao! Brother Diao, youâre finally back!"
He approached quickly, gesturing for the guards on both sides of the entrance to step aside a bit.
He linked his arm around Fang Yuâs shoulder and led him inside.
"You must be tired from the journey, Brother Diao. How about coming to my room for a cup of tea to quench your thirst? I just received a new batch last month..."
Before Qing Anshun could finish his sentence, he suddenly stopped, his face darkening as he looked forward.
Fang Yu followed his gaze and saw a middle-aged man with a Meteor Hammer at his waist, smiling amiably at Qing Anshun and Fang Yu.
[Hai Baofu: 5000/5000.]
Hai Baofu had a kind face, his smiling appearance had a naturally endearing manner.
"Young Master Qing is not being very courteous, wanting to take the guest away like that? If Iâm not mistaken, this should be Young Master Diao, right?"
Fang Yu smiled, cupping his hands.
"Diao Deyi."
Fang Yuâs initiative made Hai Baofu slightly pause, then he chuckled.
"Young Master Diao is indeed courteous. My Young Master Hai would like to invite you for a chat in the courtyard. Would you honor us with your presence?"
"Well..."
Fang Yu looked at Qing Anshun.
With the host right nearby, it might be somewhat inappropriate to go over like this.
However, from Qing Anshunâs liver-colored, unappealing expression, Fang Yu could tell he probably couldnât deal with the Hai Family.
Qing Anshun also noticed then that both of their gazes fell on him.
Despite feeling very displeased inside, he forced out a smile.
"Of course, of course. When Young Master Hai invites you, itâs a fortune for Brother Diao. To tell you the truth, this Eldest Young Master Hai is a standout among the younger generation in Sunset City. The Hai Family dominates Sunset City, even humorously called the crownless king of Sunset City by some. If Brother Diao could build a good relationship with the Hai Family, it would naturally be the best, but..."
Qing Anshun paused, his gaze darting towards the direction of the outer wall.
"...itâs just that so many guests have come today. If Brother Diao only meets with Young Master Hai, it might seem a bit biased against other guests. I think Young Master Hai wouldnât want to make things difficult for Brother Diao, right?"
The people present werenât fools and naturally understood Qing Anshunâs point.
Itâs okay for Young Master Hai to meet, but since he has met, then Fang Yu should meet the others too, treating everyone equally.
This maneuver, rather than caring about Fang Yu, seemed more to purely annoy the Hai Family.
However, Hai Baofu seemed prepared, smilingly saying,
"No need for Young Master Diao to worry about this; my Young Master Hai has already smoothed things over for you. Those visiting guests will soon return home and wonât affect Young Master Diaoâs rest."
"..."
Qing Anshunâs face stiffened.
In such a short time, that Eldest Young Master of the Hai Family had already smoothed things over with all parties.
Qing Anshun didnât believe that layabout had such ability; it was likely by relying on the Hai Familyâs power, forcefully pressuring and driving them away.
The Hai Family is indeed becoming more and more arrogant.
However, in the whole of Sunset City, apart from the Qingling Taoist Temple surpassing the Hai Family, there truly isnât another force that can contend with the Hai Family.
So despite how displeased Qing Anshun felt, he could only keep silent about his bitterness.
Though he was the first to arrive, though he was the one who made the connection, in the end, this almost-secured Guest Elder was about to be given away to someone else.