"Why stop him? Let him come up. With so many people here, surely he doesn't intend to commit violence in public, to attack me, does he?" Shen Zhixian chuckled, seemingly fearless.
After Xie Jing reached the stage, he adjusted his suit, which had become wrinkled from the scuffle, and looked up at Shen Zhixian with a smile. "Shen Zhixian, what did you mean by what you just said?"
His gaze momentarily swept over Old Xie who had stepped aside, who hadn't stopped him—a tacit approval of his actions. This emboldened Xie Jing even more.
"Indeed, I admit to deliberately agitating the employees, but you should also consider whether you're worthy!"
"How has the Xie Family treated you? You're well aware of that. They gave you a status, introduced you so grandly, and were sincerely good to you. The moment their backs were turned, you stabbed them in the back. Do you have a conscience?"
Shen Zhixian laughed lightly. "I'm heartless? I simply took back what I deserved. Is that wrong?"
