68, Zhao Douan: What does your face amount to?

The rain drizzled, and the old man fishing by the riverbank in a straw raincoat spoke in a deep, powerful voice.

Zhao Douan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

What a misunderstanding by the servant... It was hard to say that it wasn't an intentional attempt to intimidate.

Perhaps it was a way of expressing displeasure at Zhao Douan for arranging a meeting through his fourth daughter.

Or maybe, it was meant to warn, test, or something else.

Not important.

What was important was that he was standing here now, and the other party had given him a reasonably good way out.

And had he chosen to continue swallowing his pride, his treatment at this moment might have been quite different.

"I had heard that the Pei family from Huai River is strict in managing both family and home, and seeing it today, the reputation is indeed well-deserved," Zhao Douan exclaimed.

Pei Kaizhi seemed not to notice the sting in his words and said: