Shen Zhou chuckled lightly, continuing to eat his grapes as if nothing had happened.
Wen Guantian nodded, then turned around again.
Just as Zhuang Qinghong got up, he saw the murderous-looking steward Wen and hurriedly stepped back in fear.
He shouted in terror, "Steward Wen, have you gone mad? Why would you listen to his words and hit me? He's just a nobody, while I am the young master of a great family, and also godson to Lord Jin. How dare you hit me, you..."
Before he could finish, his entire body flew backward, crashing to the ground five or six meters away.
Thud!
The floor trembled from the impact.
Zhuang Qinghong let out a series of pained squeals like a pig, rolling around on the ground while clutching his chest.
Blood spilled from his mouth.
It was Wen Guantian who had kicked him!
