When every guest had been escorted out, Fei Yi Lang no longer hid his vicious expression. He gestured to the guards and turned to the three traitors who had condemned his son. "Tie these three traitors up and lock them in the basement! How dare you harm my son's reputation!"
His menacing gaze then fell on Bei Sangyun. "And you! I will deal with you personally!"
"Stop it, Yi Lang," Head Master Fei said, rubbing his aching temple. "Your foolishness is what caused this entire situation to worsen. And as for your foolish son—" His face darkened, "he must take responsibility for the mess he made."
"Father! My son and I are not the enemy!"
Head Master Fei ignored him and looked ahead, where the four butlers who had protected Bei Sangyun were being forced to kneel by the security guards.
