Wang Yongzhu smiled, gave Song Chongjin a pat, leaned against his chest, and then asked, "Did Yuan Majian show any flaws today? Did he really swallow his pride?"
"You know, I went and smashed his house, his wife got slapped by my mother, and his son's cuckoldry is spreading all over the county because of us. The Yuan Family's face was trampled on by us yesterday; anyone with a bit of pride wouldn't tolerate such humiliation."
"But from what I've heard about this Yuan Majian, he actually tolerated it, and even said his wife would come to apologize to me in a few days! Isn't that like offering the other cheek after being slapped? Is he really so spineless to control the horse farm for over a decade? Or maybe he's secretly plotting something?"
