Unease

After the events that unfolded tonight, Master Zhongyu, who had been compelled to leave prematurely, was already in a foul mood. Seeing Zhongyu Jiarui's appearance now only added to his irritation. Without hesitation, he grabbed the teacup from the table and hurled it at Zhongyu Jiarui.

"Ah!"

Startled by the sudden attack, Zhongyu Jiarui let out a shriek. But upon realizing that it was her father who threw the teacup, she fell silent immediately.

"Father, I…" Zhongyu Jiarui struggled to speak, her voice trembling, "I didn't mean to, I just…"

"You dare to cry out in pain here!" Master Zhongyu's gaze turned icy as he looked at Zhongyu Jiarui, his voice chilling. "Do you even realize what you've done today? Because of you, our Zhongyu family is now practically at odds with the Huangfu family. You've created a powerful enemy for our family. Are you pleased with yourself?"