Wu Yuanshan turned his head to look at the scene and noticed that right under Zhou Wei's knees, there was a large patch of broken glass shards.
"This lowly one understands."
The sharp-witted Wu Yuanshan got it, suddenly glared at Zhou Wei, and barked in a deep voice, "Zhou Wei, all of this started because of you. Not only did you disturb Lord Ye's mood, you've turned this place into a total mess. What are you still dazing out for? If you don't want to die, then clean this place up for me, spotless!"
Zhou Wei froze. Just cleaning the place, that simple?
He was more than willing!
"Y-yes, yes!"
Zhou Wei hastily tried to get up, intending to look for a broom.
But his knees hadn't even lifted yet.
When Wu Yuanshan lashed out, "Who told you to stand up?"
Zhou Wei hurriedly knelt back down, staring at Wu Yuanshan with a face full of confusion. "Uncle, I…I was going to find a broom."
