Uncle Zhong deeply regretted his actions, realizing he had a choice but, banking on the slim chance Li Xiaoyao would never cross paths with Elder Cheng, he had stubbornly insisted on driving him away.
However, now the truth lay bare before him: Li Xiaoyao did indeed know Elder Cheng, and much to his surprise, Elder Cheng's attitude toward Li Xiaoyao was even more respectful than he had imagined.
Elder Cheng, suppressing the anger in his heart, said, "I will speak to that Dou Qing boy about this matter. To insult Mr. Li and not punish you properly, I'm afraid you don't understand the meaning of respect."
As Elder Cheng's words fell, the last vestiges of hope in Uncle Zhong's heart dissolved into nothingness.
"Elder Cheng, Uncle Zhong was just doing what he had to do. He is the manager of this auction, and he did that only to ensure the safety of this venue."
"Did I allow you to speak?" Elder Cheng glared at him, saying, "Shut your mouth and get out of here."
