Wei Ting couldn't help coughing and hurried to make peace between the two.
Qi Jue's grip that had relaxed tightened once again, and the other young men also realized what was happening and quickly helped change the subject.
Qi Jue pulled Bai Erlang aside and whispered, "Don't make it too ugly; your teacher is still in the front courtyard."
Seeing Bai Erlang soften his stance, he then sighed, "You really have guts, to talk back so boldly."
Bai Erlang looked down on him, "He's only two or three years older than us. What's there to be afraid of?"
Qi Jue, "But his grandfather is the Left Prime Minister."
Bai Erlang, "My dad doesn't hold office."
Qi Jue: ...I see, he's the type that's uncompromising because he has no desires.
Qi Jue held his forehead and patted his shoulder, "But you'll have to hold office someday, right?"
