Even though Xiang Zongyin's health had declined lately, he was still a highly respected figure with a powerful reputation.
"Somebody, take the Second Young Master away! Find a doctor to thoroughly examine his mind!"
At Xiang Zongyin's command, several tall bodyguards quickly surrounded Xiang Aoran and lifted him up by his arms.
The aides who usually followed Xiang Aoran didn't dare to help him now; after all, nobody dared to challenge Xiang Zongyin.
When Xiang Aoran was being carried out of the banquet hall, he was still shouting about Yimo being a handsome fish.
"He's truly insane! Sick!" someone whispered.
