Li Xing shrank behind Qiao Si, his face a picture of helplessness; it was like a large-scale social death scene unfolding.
His relationship with the Fourth Master was finally exposed for all to see. He couldn't face the elders in Jiangdong anymore. If only he had a sword, he would wish to perform an on-the-spot throat cutting.
"What on earth gave you such an illusion? My relationship with Li Xing is purely financial."
Qiao Si had never imagined that people would think this way about him and Li Xing.
Although he didn't like women approaching him, it didn't mean he liked men. His sexual orientation was quite normal.
"Elder Qiao, listen to this nonsense. It turns out it's not real affection but money that's in play."
"Exactly, Old Fourth Qiao, that's really too much."
The gaze of several elders on Qiao Si became even more abnormal.
"What's wrong with a financial relationship? I am his boss; I pay his salary."
