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"What?!" Zuoqiu Guanyu felt as if he had been slapped hard, his face turning instantly red with rage simmering and about to overflow, "Wang Shouzhe! How dare you talk to me like that?!"
"Hm."
Wang Shouzhe glanced at him, not bothering to address him.
Taking up the tea cup from the table, he sipped at it unhurriedly.
Seeing Zuoqiu Guanyu's face getting steadily more uncomfortable as if he was unable to bear it, Wang Shouzhe finally began to speak, "Master Guanyu, one must understand his status. With the ongoing crises inside and outside the Zuoqiu family, it's you who are seeking my help. I wonder where you get the courage to put on airs before me?"
"Even if I simply refuse to negotiate, just being held accountable by the National Capital would be enough for the Zuoqiu family to face the music."
