"Explanation? What's there to explain? It's clear as day this kid crippled my grandson; isn't that clear enough? You Chen Family brat, do you think you can stand in my way? Don't think for a second that I'll be scared of your Chen Family." Ma Youliang pointed at him, fuming with rage.
"Old Master Ma, please don't misunderstand. It's not what you think. Although this young man was a bit heavy-handed, your grandson was at fault first. You can't blame it all on this young man." Chen Shixun was stuck between a rock and a hard place and, troubled as he was, tried his best to mediate between them.
"Even if my grandson was at fault, it's not his place to discipline him. What does he take himself for, Chen Shixun, are you going to move out of the way or not?"
Ma Weiming's expression was utterly ferocious, looking at Chen Feng as though he was looking at a dead man.
"Old Master Ma..."
