Fang Family, inside the main hall.
At the head seat, sat a middle-aged man with a dignified bearing.
The middle-aged man solemnly lifted the teacup, squinting as he blew on it.
In the next moment, gulp...
A cup of tea, downed in one go.
At the lower seat, Xiao Yi likewise lifted the teacup, just about to take a sip, but upon seeing the middle-aged man's action, he almost spat out a mouthful of water.
"Hahaha!" The middle-aged man put down the teacup and laughed heartily, "So Xiao Yixiao is a friend of Shushu."
"Earlier, my Fang Family's butler was indeed a bit disrespectful."
The dignity on the middle-aged man's solemn face instantly vanished.
Replaced by an air of straightforwardness and unconventionality.
Xiao Yi shook his head, "Fang Family Head, you're too kind."
Indeed, the middle-aged man before him was none other than the Fang Family Head, referred to by Fang Shushu as the Martial Arts Fool of a father.
