Everything seemed reasonable, but Liu Jinbao didn't believe him at all. He pushed him away and wanted to enter.
Manager Liu, who looked grief-stricken, staggered a step from his push. His face darkened and he said sternly, "Stop him."
The guards he brought immediately stood in a row and blocked Liu Jinbao's way.
Liu Jinbao was so angry that his eyes turned red. "You useless servant. Do I need your permission to go back to my house?"
Manager Liu stopped pretending. He patted the non-existent dust off his sleeve and sneered. "I'm saving you some dignity by calling you Young Master. Do you really think you're still the young master of our Liu residence?"
If he couldn't see the problem now, Liu Jinbao would be stupid. He looked at Manager Liu coldly. "What do you mean?"
