After receiving a satisfactory answer, Ouyang Xiu immediately felt neither dizzy nor blurry-eyed, and full of strength. He suddenly stood up, striking a pose as if lifting weights, his face looking smug.
"Dad, I'm fine. Just thinking about those troublesome people having bad luck gives me endless energy. Dad, I'll go the day after tomorrow for the demolition. I need to see if these people dare treat me like that again."
Ouyang Xiong believed that his son's reappearance would only exacerbate the conflict.
He looked disapprovingly at his son but then reconsidered, thinking they're just insignificant people. Ultimately, Ouyang Xiong simply did not take these people seriously, believing they couldn't stir up any significant trouble.
Ouyang Xiu was overjoyed, while the driver beside him, though somewhat sympathetic towards those people, dared not speak his mind. Saying one extra word might cost him his job.
