As the two were about to break off talks, the elder hurriedly stepped forward, placing himself between them.
"Young brother, please don't be angry," he said.
After speaking, he turned to look at Ao Ziye.
"Young master, don't rush to conclusions before things are clear to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings," he advised.
Hearing the elder's advice, Ao Ziye realized that he had been somewhat impatient.
He took a deep breath to calm himself and then looked at Zhou Yu with a smile:
"Brother, it's just a joke. Don't take it seriously."
"Ao Ziyang and I are family, and since you know my cousin, that makes us family too."
"How about this, let's say I, Ao Ziye, owe you a favor. Let's spare Vice-President Zhou for now."
Zhou Yu raised an eyebrow.
"Alright, have him kneel and apologize to my sister Xue. If she forgives him, I can let him go too," he said.
Upon hearing this, Vice-President Zhou, despite the intense pain, shouted angrily:
"In your dreams!"
