Young Master Long Shaowu and his two siblings finished speaking and then walked into the elevator, displaying an air of disdain for Ye Feng that suggested they thought themselves too good to bother with him.
In their view, as people of their status and identity, stooping to a quarrel with a disabled person in a wheelchair would simply lower their own dignity.
Fu Shen shook his head and sighed, "This might be difficult now. Your words just now, younger brother, have completely offended the Long Family. The Lei Family wasn't daring to go too far against our Fu Family because of the Long Family's presence, for they always need the balance between the three families. But now, it's hard to say."
Fu Zi snorted coldly, "You can't blame Third Brother for that. Didn't you see how arrogant those three were just now? Acting all high and mighty—as if they're something special. What do they have, except for a grandfather who once held a command in the Southern Territory?"
