Butler Wan Lang, who had been listening by the side, became flabbergasted.
After his trip to England, Young Master's fighting strength has increased again.
Fang Pingjue got so furious that he shook all over as if he had epilepsy. The butler hurriedly massaged his back and comforted him, "Don't get angry, Sir. Eldest Young Master's words are unpleasant. Don't lower yourself to his level."
Xu Pingfei could no longer watch by the sides. She also walked over and gently said sweet nothings to Fang Pingjue.
Fang Yusheng's expression remained calm as he listened to Fang Pingjue's panting voice. He even added fuel to the fire and said, "Amitabha."
This 'Amitabha' angered Fang Pingjue again.
"Fang Yusheng, you beast, how did I give birth to you!" Fang Pingjue quickly stood up and rushed toward Fang Yusheng. He grabbed his son's cane to smash him up, but the butler and Xu Pingfei reacted and rushed to stop the fight.
