Qi Yutang held a horsetail whisk in one hand and placed his other hand behind his back. He nodded arrogantly.
However, when he saw that Yang Luo, Xu Ying, Bujie, and Prajna did not bow to him…
He frowned and said, "Why don't the four of you bow to me?"
Yang Luo was about to speak.
But Chen Ying hurriedly smiled and said, "Mr. Qi, this Mr. Yang doesn't know you very well, so he was rude. I hope you can understand."
"Hmm?"
Qi Yutang's frown deepened, "There's actually someone in Country Hua who doesn't know me?"
"F*ck, isn't this guy too pretentious?"
Bujie was instantly infuriated. He wished he could go forward and give this old fellow two punches in the face.
Qi Yutang looked at Bujie coldly and said in a deep voice, "You bald donkey, what were you talking about just now?"
Zhao Longteng hurriedly said, "No, no, no. This young monk didn't say anything."
"Hmph!"
Qi Yutang snorted coldly, clearly displeased.