In the Huang family’s villa, the rarely-in-charge old master Huang suddenly appeared. He was sitting quietly on the sofa, with Huang Shijie, the youngest of the three generations of the Huang family, in charge of making tea for the old master.
Opposite them, two young men about the same age as young master Huang were kneeling in the living room with pale faces. Upon closer inspection, one would discover that there were sparkling glass shards where they were kneeling, at this moment, blood had already seeped through the bottom of their pants from their knees, but the two young men still did not dare to move. They gritted their teeth and held on.
Young Master Huang was extremely glad that he did not do anything out of line. From the beginning to the end, he had been extremely dutiful. Otherwise, he would be the one whose feet were crippled from kneeling!