"So you are the one who threw that thing? What if it hit my father? Are you courting death?" The burly man walked over to Zhou Yuan and said coldly.
"Didn't I already apologize? It was just an accident." Zhou Yuan crossed his arms and said indifferently.
The man's expression was sweaty when he heard this. For some reason, his heart was beating faster and something was pressing on him.
His hands were even shaking. He looked at Zhou Yuan solemnly.
"Stop it, Wei Tao, you will only embarrass yourself." The old man suddenly said.
"B-but father, he almost injured you." Wei Tao said, but there was still a trace of fear in his tone.
"Enough, you better get back." The old man said firmly.
"Ugh, fine." Wei Tao said and immediately stepped back and stood with the girl.
..............
"Cough, young man, what's your name?" The old man asked kindly.
"Zhou Yuan." Zhou Yuan said lightly.
