Xiao Yixing's face instantly became extremely unpleasant at those words.
His eyes were dark, like a tornado rolling in from April.
He looked at Huo Qi and spat out a word, suppressing his anger: "Get out!"
When Huo Qi heard this, he became even angrier, exacerbated by the alcohol, but also heartbroken by the fact that Xiao Yixing was being harsh with him for someone else.
Especially an old and ugly man.
His chest heaved violently, and just as he was about to say something more in his anger, the old man next to him suddenly spoke up:
"Son, who is this rude boy...?"
The voice was deep and carried a sense of age, but the tone was steady. Even being insulted as old and ugly, he maintained the basic dignity of being an elder.
He didn't kick this audacious young man away.
With those words, Huo Qi's attempt to speak was abruptly stuck in his throat, his eyes widened, staring at Xiao Yixing unblinkingly.
For a moment, it was as if his brain had frozen, complete blankness.
