Not Hot-Tempered, Still Young?

"If things continue like this, it won't end well." Indifferent to these words, Fang Yuan looked at Caretaker Wang, who still refused to show her hand, and said coldly, "You won't show it, huh? Then let me help you stretch out both hands!"

With a cold gaze, Fang Yuan was about to act when a voice came from behind.

"Stop!"

Fang Yuan turned his head.

Fang Xie strode over quickly, his expression indifferent. "Fang Yuan, go back. Making such a scene, what kind of demeanor is this?"

"Without rules, after going back, reflect on where you went wrong." Fang Yuan's eyes showed coldness. "My servant girl was wronged and bullied for no reason, and you still want me to reflect?"

"Hmm?" Fang Xie's expression changed. "Is this the tone you use to speak to your elders?"

"If the elder says you're wrong, then you're wrong!"

"If the elder says I'm wrong, then I'm wrong?" Fang Yuan couldn't help but burst into laughter upon hearing this statement.

"Then let me see where I went wrong!"