Panting, Lu Yaohua grabbed the middle-aged man's shoulder and said embarrassedly, "I misunderstood you just now. Please don't take it to heart. I apologize. I'm sorry!"
The corners of the middle-aged man's lips curled up slightly.
But his smile quickly disappeared.
He said impatiently, "Weren't you suspecting me of being a cheat just now? Why? Do you believe me now? I'm on my way home now and can't be bothered with you!"
Lu Yaohua was not perturbed by his anger.
After all, it was normal for the master to be angry. He felt like slapping himself a few times. "How could I suspect the master?" he reproached himself.
"Please! You must help me! I'm really at my wits' end, that's why I'm begging you."
The corners of the middle-aged man's lips twitched as he said, "Weren't you quite powerful just now? You attacked me? Let me tell you! Even if I came here specially for you today, you've already infuriated me!