Jiang Ye's tone made the old man very uncomfortable; it was too distant and cold.
"Aye, are you criticizing the old man?"
"I wouldn't dare."
The old man chuckled in anger:
"You wouldn't dare? What wouldn't you dare?
Your grandfather is now over eighty, does everything I do need your permission?"
Jiang Ye naturally didn't mean that, besides, how could the younger generation manage the elders?
"Grandpa, you know what I'm talking about."
The Jiang family wasn't stupid. Each one of them was as shrewd as a monkey, let alone the old man who was wise with age.
Sure enough, once spoken, the old man sighed.
"Ah... Aye, we must leave some leeway when we do things!"
Leeway?
Wasn't there leeway at the beginning?
Clearly, it was just some people being too arrogant, not taking Jiang Ye's attitude into consideration.
Nowadays, how can they still shamelessly ask for leeway?
Does everyone think they are absolute saints?
Jiang Ye's gaze deepened:
