The old chief looked at Zhou Qinghe and said softly, "How do you know that person is so arrogant? How do you know that person doesn't respect me?"
Zhou Qinghe paused, and suddenly cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He realized that he might have spoken out of turn.
However, what's spoken is like spilled water, it always needs to be rounded back.
Zhou Qinghe quickly explained, "Think about it, you are who you are, and he's just a minor Yang Chen, how could he refuse your request! You are the old chief, leader of Flame Country, in ancient times, you were like..."
"It's different!" The old chief sternly said, "That was ancient times! Ancient emperors were above all, were to be everyone's master. Our new era is different, our leaders are public servants, they are supposed to serve the people. Your analogy is very inappropriate!"
"Yes, yes, I misspoke, the analogy was very inappropriate!" Zhou Qinghe hurriedly replied.
