Seeing this Xiao Li's headache worsened and so did his anger. And noticing how he was emitting a dark aura, everyone around him took a step back.
Xiao Li clenched his jaw and closed his eyes. He took three deep breaths before he opened his eyes again. As if nothing happened, he said, "Wake her up. I don't have time for her tantrums."
"Yes, Master!"
Xiao Li left the room and was met with his father's inquisitive gaze. Being under his father's scrutinizing eyes was never a good experience.
"What nonsense were you talking about?" asked Xin Zimen with a perplexed look in his eyes.
"I didn't talk any nonsense," replied Xiao Li and turned to someone. "Prepare tea for my dad."
That person replied politely, "The tea is already served, Master Li. This way..."
