Jiang Chenhu was about to leave, but He Zhiqian panicked.
He Zhiqian quickly blocked Jiang Chenhu, his expression frantic.
"What? Mr. He, do you also want to take me into custody?" Jiang Chenhu sneered.
Hearing Jiang Chenhu's words, He Zhiqian's body trembled, and he said with a bitter smile, "Young Master Jiang, there must be something we can discuss. I really didn't arrest your brother's friend."
"So you mean my brother is wrongly accusing you?" Jiang Chenhu let out a cold laugh.
He Zhiqian quickly shook his head, hurrying to clarify, "That's not what I meant. I just wanted to ask if there might be some misunderstanding."
"Misunderstanding? Haha, don't tell me you have a son named He Peng?" Jiang Chenhu asked with a sneer.
A sense of dread settled in He Zhiqian's heart, as he recalled an incident where his son was injured and he indeed had someone apprehended.
However, it was just a poor student who supposedly had no background, so why would Jiang Chenhu come after him?
