"Dad... you..." Bai Qinghong looked at the scene before him in disbelief, and suddenly, his entire worldview collapsed.
Originally, he thought his father was like the heavens; that's how he could act so domineeringly in Ancheng.
But now, his father was just like those people he used to bully, kneeling before others.
This was something he couldn't accept for a moment.
Bai Xiong glared at Bai Qinghong and scolded, "What are you doing? Hurry up and kneel down, beg Young Master Yang for forgiveness!"
Bai Qinghong turned his gaze to Yang Chen, seeing Yang Chen's cold eyes, he felt as if he was a powerless mouse in front of Yang Chen, and could be crushed to death with a stomp.
Suddenly he understood, he and Yang Chen were not of the same world at all. With Yang Chen's power, he could only be looked up to, yet he dared to provoke Yang Chen, which was simply courting death.
Bai Qinghong self-deprecatingly smiled, closed his eyes, and knelt down.
