The lord resembled an angry lion, his gaze as sharp as knives pinned mercilessly on Yun Qi.
But Qi simply shook her head, appearing innocent and naive.
After a long wait, the lord dramatically pulled out the heavy dining chair and strode towards Yun Qi.
Yun Qi also pulled out a chair, crossing her arms behind her back, waiting for him to approach.
Yun Qiucheng and Yun Kuang couldn't help but feel a little nervous, as a person like the lord, who was born into privilege and power, would never tolerate being mocked.
Yun Kuang was even ready to leap forward and shield Qi if it came to that.
Blocking would be futile; he was a weak fighter, but he could at least cover for Qi.
However, when the lord reached Yun Qi, his cold eyes locked onto hers, he took a deep breath, and after a moment, spoke with a tone full of apology:
"It's all my fault, Master Xiao Qi, can you forgive me?"
