However...
Anyone who personally witnessed Yin Shixiu sitting in a wheelchair would no longer easily feel those sighs of pity or regret.
Even in a wheelchair, Yin Shixiu managed to sit with the air of a king on his throne.
Though physically shorter, his gaze still held the arrogant dominion of one who looks down upon the world.
Rong Si's remarks were purely an attempt to save face, giving himself an out, yet he never expected...
Though he set a stage for himself to retreat, Yin Shixiu did not let him withdraw.
Rong Si's old face burned with a fiery embarrassment, his expression shifted as he wanted immediately to turn and leave.
But Yin Shixiu quickly spoke,
"But even if it's embarrassing, Uncle Rong still has to brave it and come..."
"..."
"Besides me, truly no one else can save Rong Jing."
"..."
Rong Si froze.
Listening to a junior speak so arrogantly before him, Rong Si's anger was evident.
The Old Madam Rong, hearing this, hurriedly flattered Yin Shixiu,
