Xiang Yunzhan couldn't understand how Zhao Ci could be so brazenly self-righteous.
Zhao Ci, however, grinned and said, "You don't guide people in the Xiang Family because you're the top dog of the Xiang Family in Lingge. But here, you're getting paid a premium salary and haven't done a lick of work. Don't you think you're being a bit too arrogant for an employee?"
Xiang Yunzhan: "???"
He started to get angry. "You little bastard—"
Zhao Ci quickly pulled a contract out of his robes. "You signed this!"
Xiang Yunzhan: "..."
Seeing him get angry, Zhao Ci grinned and said, "Uncle! We're family, let's not be strangers. Just look at what a sorry state our Old Xiang Family has gotten into in Lingge. The money from the Artifact Refining Workshop is barely enough to support the young lads' cultivation. Otherwise, you wouldn't have brought so many people here to work.
