"Whether I pay attention to my manners or not, how's that any of your business, Zhou Guang? You claim to be the heir of the Zhou Family, yet you're tagging along with Zhao Wangquan like a sidekick every day. Where does this leave the Zhou Family's dignity? Those who don't know might think you're Zhao Wangquan's lackey." Song Yun said.
"You..."
Zhou Guang frowned, just about to speak.
Song Yun continued, "Of course, if you've got dubious intentions, that's another story. Like using Zhao Wangquan as a tool, making him take the fall, or pushing him to the forefront to take the bullets for you!"
These random words from Song Yun made Zhou Guang's heart skip a beat. He sneaked a glance at Zhao Wangquan and found him with a sullen face, saying, "Zhou Guang and I are brothers. Among brothers, there's no such thing as a lackey. Song Yun, are you trying to stir up discord between us?"
