Li Yourong stood on the side, too enraged to utter words. His chest heaved, watching the spectacle unfold. He shouted, "Enough! Stop this! Aren't you ashamed? Li Bowen, go inside!"
Li Yourong valued his reputation the most, but now, it was being trampled on by his sons! After today, everyone would mock him behind his back, saying that he had raised two 'good' sons!
Li Bowen tightly gripped Li Haojue's collar, a strong hatred evident in his eyes. He wished he could kill Li Haojue!
Li Haojue remained calm throughout, even offering a faint smile to Li Bowen. "Don't casually give gifts in the future. After all… the return gifts might be something you can't handle."
"You just wait!" Li Bowen gritted his teeth, reluctantly releasing Li Haojue, and walked indignantly towards the villa.
Today's banquet was completely ruined.
After sending off the guests, Li Yourong slapped Li Bowen. This was the first time he had hit Li Bowen, and he hit him hard!
