Fei Bai and Yanmo's faces were pale and their limbs were cold as they followed.
Fan Zijin was not angry that Qi Haoran had gone to the brothel. They had grown up and would have to come into contact with these things sooner or later. If they were to stop him by force, perhaps it would even pique Haoran's interest in that matter.
What he minded was that Fei Bai was actually playing mind games with the brothers. This was just a small matter. If it was that silly boy, Haoran, he might have kicked Fei Bai with a smile and called him sneaky or something. Then, this matter would be over. However, Fan Zijin could not let it rest just like that. He could play mind games with outsiders, but he would never allow his own people to play mind games with him.
A small matter could slowly accumulate into a big matter. If he ignored it the first time, who knew how bold Fei Bai and the others would grow to be in the future?
