Qi Family.
Qi Hong, with a patch of grizzled beard, was in robust health with bright and spirited eyes. Dressed in a traditional Tang suit, he had the air of an immortal.
Listening to the commotion outside, he calmly poured himself a cup of tea and savored it slowly, "Good tea."
Outside Qi Mansion.
"Qi Hong, open the door for me! I know you're in there!" Jiang Wenshan trembled all over, obviously furious.
The old man had returned but refused to open the door for him, making seeing him now harder than reaching the sky.
"President, why don't we go back first? It seems Master Qi really doesn't plan to see you." The assistant held up an umbrella, the sun was at its fiercest then, Master Qi was truly heartless.
"Go back?" Jiang Wenshan huffed softly, "I won't go back until I see him today. Go break the door down."
Assistant: "…President, you're asking too much of me."
It was Master Qi's residence—who would dare smash his door?
