"Speak, what's the matter?" Not far from Golden Shore, in a teahouse, Ye Huan sipped a bit of tea and said indifferently.
"Crown Prince..."
"Use a different title."
"Mr. Ye, I came to you this time to discuss something important."
Nan Rui took a sip of tea, unhesitatingly and bluntly said, "May I ask, Mr. Ye, do you still remember the incident at a barbecue stall in Celestial Sea where my brother Nan Zhen was crippled?"
"And which eye of yours saw that it was me who crippled your brother?" Ye Huan remained calm, picked up the steaming teacup, and blew on it.
"Whether it was you or not is not important." Nan Zhen's demeanor was extremely assertive, speaking coldly, "Anyway, my brother Nan Zhen was crippled, and you are largely to blame."
"So what?"
