*Smack!*
Qin Shouji slapped his son directly across the face, leaving a clear imprint of five fingers.
"How did I end up with such a little bastard like you? What did I tell you beforehand? What kind of person is Mr. Ye? Even ten or a hundred of you wouldn't equal a fraction of Mr. Ye. I'd be better off letting Mr. Ye beat you to death right now."
Chapter 66