"Ye Che, how can you be so disobedient, do you really have a death wish!" Zhou Ting called out after his retreating figure once more.
"Since you all like it here, then stay here, I'm leaving…"
Before Ye Che had finished speaking, the Ye Family elder struck his back with the cane in his hand, his face ashen with rage as he began to scold, "You worthless thing!"
Having said that, he turned his head to glance at the old lady and Zhou Ting, and started chastising them as well, "Look at what you have spoiled him into, completely ignorant of the severity of the world!"
Ye Che let out a low, muffled groan from the pain, leaning against the wall as he turned to glance at his grandfather.
Dammit, I don't want to die yet, but you're about to beat me to death, who's indulging whom here?
Thinking this, Ye Che didn't plan to tangle with a few old men anymore, he turned intending to make a run for it.
