'Did I hear that right?'
Xiao Qiqian stared at Zhao Chi in disbelief.
The people beside him also looked shocked.
Zhao Huai and Zhao Jiao exchanged a glance, unsure how to handle this situation.
'If only Father, Zhao Qiye, were here.'
Although Xiao Qiqian was astonished, the looks from those around him and his own common sense told him that Zhao Chi was, in fact, cursing him out.
"Zhao Chi! How dare you!"
Furious, Xiao Qiqian slammed the table and shot to his feet.
He drew his sword.
And charged directly at Zhao Chi.
Xiao Qiqian wasn't stupid.
Nor was he impulsive.
As a member of the Xiao Family, he had weathered his share of storms.
Words like these weren't nearly enough to make him truly lose his mind.
He was furious, but not so furious that he would actually draw his sword over it.
After all, the Zhao Family was a family with considerable strength.
Even under normal circumstances, the Xiao Family couldn't just kill a member of the Zhao Family in public.
