"Sir, actually, the matter concerning Tang Rao was not intentional on his part. He may have had other matters to attend to and couldn't fit the time in. Please, calm your anger," Han Jiuqing said, bowing.
"Couldn't fit the time in, hmph! Don't appreciate the favor given!" The Golden Master snorted angrily, with not a trace of fondness for Tang Rao.
I agreed to meet you, which is a great honor for you. And yet, here you are, acting all high and mighty.
"Han Jiuqing, be wiser in the future. Do not recommend such people to me again," the Golden Master said, looking at Han Jiuqing with an icy gaze.
"Mr. Tang, he actually..."
"How dare you! Get out!" The Golden Master clearly had no desire to listen to Han Jiuqing's excuses and bellowed at him.
"Yes." Han Jiuqing naturally did not dare to defy the man before him, bowed, and left the room.
