After turning off the Image Crystal Stone, Qin Feiyang and the other two all fell silent, quietly staring at Fu An-shan.
Fu An-shan grew more and more guilty, more and more nervous!
The atmosphere in the study had also become oppressively heavy.
Thud!
In the end.
Unable to withstand the pressure, Fu An-shan knelt to the ground and begged, "Young Master Hao, Miss You'er, Young Master Mu, earlier it was this lowly one who was blind and ignorant. I hope the three of you will be magnanimous and not stoop to the level of a petty man like me."
Young Master Hao sneered, "You're a steward of the Trading Pavilion, and I've even heard you're about to inherit the position of Vice Pavilion Master—high rank, great authority. How would we dare to argue with you?"
Fu An-shan's eyes twitched. He quickly gave a fawning smile and said, "Young Master Hao, those words will really crush a lowly one like me!"
"Hmph!"
