Situ Hongliang almost stumbled and thudded to the ground, but he finally steadied himself. Looking at the man standing before him, whose face was serious, seemingly oblivious to the consequences of his own words, and apparently deaf to the laughter around him, Situ's expression couldn't help but betray a sense of helplessness. If this had been some other kid, he might have immediately launched into a thorough ideological education, but the youngster before him was someone he couldn't afford to provoke.
To avoid being infuriated by the young man, and to prevent him from uttering any more shocking statements that could make him spit blood from anger, he decided to stop talking altogether. Addressing the most pressing issue at hand was the proper course of action.
The moment he thought of the problem, his mind raced, and he turned his head hastily, looking back at his henchmen.
