"Yes!"
Shang Haohao's simple word was like a sharp sword suddenly stabbing deep into Yue Feng's heart, causing a pain as if slicing through bone and flesh.
Did he truly have no way to recover what he had neglected and missed four years ago?
"Do you hate me that much?"
"Seeing you for even a second makes me uncomfortable." Shang Haohao was bracing herself; even a rabbit will bite when cornered, and a dog will jump over a wall when desperate.
Yue Feng had already humiliated her to her limit; she no longer cared.
"..." Shang Haohao's words stabbed Yue Feng, leaving him completely exposed.
His hardly suppressed anger exploded once again.
"Get out! All of you, get out!"
Yue Feng screamed wildly, his anger with no outlet. He strode to the dining table and flipped it over forcefully.
The five-meter-long dining table tipped and fell. The ministers jumped aside in surprise.
Plates, bowls, candlesticks, knives, and forks fell to the floor with a clatter.
