Soon after, Old Master Li gave that young Master Li a look, and then the grown man started sobbing loudly.
While crying, he said, "Lord Ye, Lord Ye, I was wrong. I shouldnât have offended people from the Ye Residence. Please give me a chance to correct my mistake."
Hearing him only mention offending people from the Ye Residence, without specifying anyone, Ye Ziâan knew the young man had been coached to leave out the mention of the two maids.
However, this sixteen- or seventeen-year-old, a grown lad, weeping and wailingâwhat kind of behavior was that?
Even Yangyang, that little devil, couldnât stand watching it.
"Heâs crying, how embarrassing." He said, while tugging on Leleâs clothes.
Lele rolled her eyes and thought to herself that he himself cries just the same when it comes down to it.
First Old Master Li, upon hearing his son being criticized by a young child, felt somewhat unable to save face. Of course, he wasnât angry at the child but rather at his own foolish son for being so spineless.
He glared and snapped, "Speak properly, apologize properly, whatâs with all this weeping and wailing, youâre acting like some girl. I really shouldnât have let you be raised by your mother."
Being reprimanded by his father, the young Master Li dared not cry any longer, though his face went red. He thought to himself that he had misjudged the situation, having assumed that crying while apologizing would make it easier to be forgiven.
He couldnât help but use his good arm to wipe away his tears, choking up, "First Master Li, this was my fault, I was wrong. I deserve this current state. If youâre still not satisfied, you can hit me a couple more times, but please donât cripple me, alright?"
After saying that, he pursed his lips again.
Yang Chuxia watched, feeling utterly dazed. No wonder Dongyang had called this guy a pretty boy. This was no pretty boy, he felt like someone who was raised among women.
Ye Ziâan tugged at the corner of his mouth. He had intended to drag it out a bit longer, to delay his stance, to let him realize who was easy to provoke and who wasnât.
But now, he had lost all interest, because he felt that if he didnât express his position soon, the kid might start crying again.
Such a sight was too painful for the eyes.
He cleared his throat and then said, "First Old Master Li, indeed, your sonâs conduct was reprehensible. To tell the truth, if it werenât for the fact that you, First Old Master Li, had helped the people of Mianyang in the past, your son would be facing more than a leg injury today. However, since your son has learned his lesson and recognized his mistake, I wonât pursue this matter further. But, should there be a next time, I will take both the old and new grievances into account."
"Yes, yes, thank you Lord Ye for your leniency." Then he signaled to a servant behind him, who brought out gift boxes, "These are just some humble presents, I hope Lord Ye will accept them."
"Take back your gifts, First Old Master Li. Your apology I accept, but let this matter rest."
Seeing Ye Ziâanâs resolute attitude and cold demeanor, Old Master Li had no choice but to drop the matter. After discussing a few more things, he prepared to take his leave.
Just before they said goodbye, Yangyang spoke up, nearly causing First Old Master Li to stumble over his words.
It turned out that Yangyang suddenly remembered this young Master Liâhe had been involved in the fight last time, so he blurted out, "Young master, letâs fight again next time." Not only that, but he also patted young Master Li on the shoulder.
Whatâs more amusing was that young Master Li was left completely baffled, and even nodded in response.
After everyone had left, Yang Chuxia finally looked at her son and said coolly, "Fight again next time? You want to fight again?"
Hearing this, Yangyang not only was unafraid but also giggled.
"You dare laugh? Stand up straight!" Yang Chuxia suddenly turned stern, scaring both Yangyang and Lele into standing upright.