"Speak up, where is Father?" Yan Qi looked down arrogantly at Yan Donglai, who was sitting on the sofa appearing angry, yet seemingly hesitant to lose his temper.
Yan Donglai responded coldly, "I told you to wait, just wait!"
"Fine, I sense something wrong this time, I'm going to find Father myself!" Yan Qi was about to head outside.
Just then, a young fellow suddenly stood at the door, looking even younger than the others present.
This young fellow was, of course, Li Xiaobao.
Li Xiaobao grinned and said, "Everyone's been waiting, I just finished my business."
Seeing Li Xiaobao appear, Yan Donglai immediately breathed a sigh of relief; however, he suddenly stood up and without hesitation slapped Yan Qi across the face!
"Smack!"
A loud slap, Yan Qi was left stunned.
The other two sons of Yan Zhizhong looked equally bewildered, completely clueless about what was happening.
Finally, Yan Qi regained his senses, instantly furious: "How dare you hit me!"
