Seeing his son's expression, Yang Quan said coldly, "What is wrong with you? You've offended the Young Master! Hurry up and apologize! If he decides to settle this score with you, you won't be able to save your own life!"
"Ah?!" Hearing his father's words, Yang Chen grew even more panicked.
Even if I wrack my brain, I can't figure out what's happening. My father is the owner of the Chengxuan Auction House, a prominent figure in this town. Why does he have to be so respectful to this young man?
"What are you waiting for?!" Seeing Yang Chen standing there frozen, Yang Quan slapped him across the face.
SLAP!
The crisp sound echoed. Yang Chen felt dizzy, his heart swelling with indignation. Seeing his father raise his hand again, Yang Chen's eyelids twitched violently. He was terrified.
