"Get the hell away from me, and if you dare show your face in front of Young Master Ye again, I will take your life!" Li Tianqing snorted coldly, his eyes full of disgust.
"Yes, thank you Heaven Master, thank you Young Master Ye!" Lin Dong crawled up from the ground, his face showing immense gratitude as he kowtowed and scampered away like a dog.
After Lin Dong and his people fled like dogs that had lost their homes, Li Tianqing dismissed everyone around him and brought Ye Ling to the ghostly living room on the third floor. He prepared a box of high-grade Maojian tea and personally started to steep tea for him.
Ye Ling took a sip of the tea and said indifferently, "Old Li, I'm afraid the reason you've asked to see me isn't just for catching up, right?"
Li Tianqing started at this and then clasped his hands together, "My lord is indeed formidable, to guess my intentions so quickly!"
