"And who are you?"
"I'm the father." Talist looked at Chen Zhao and said, "Your woman hurt my son."
"You should find out why your son got hit."
"I know my son," Talist said. "I know he's a good boy. Perhaps he did something wrong earlier, but I don't think the woman beside you should have been so violent."
"You should be glad your son is still alive or that I wasn't there at the time."
"That is not a wise answer. You are creating a strong enemy," Talist said. "I can make you lose everything you have right now. Your house will have a new owner and your woman will lay in someone else's arms."
Chen Zhao scoffed. "I can make threats too. Plus, not only do I say them, I'll make them come true most of the time."
"Seems like our negotiation has failed. Be prepared to be homeless. Goodbye." Talist chuckled.
"Are you ready too?" Chen Zhao laughed.
"What, are you talking about me?" Talist looked at him.
