"Who are you?" Qin Heng glanced at the middle-aged man and said indifferently, "Tired of living?"
Qin Heng couldn't quite understand. Was it just because he preferred to dress casually and didn't want to buy flashy, eye-catching brands that he attracted so much animosity? Why did everyone who saw him want to step on him? Did he really have to start buying high-end clothes? What kind of logic was that! As the venerable Immortal Emperor, he naturally wore whatever he pleased. Why should he ever need to explain himself to others?
"Ah!?" Ai Shan Shan exclaimed, quickly waving her hands. "No, that's not it, Mr. Qin Heng, please listen to me! My father absolutely didn't mean that. He definitely didn't mean to tell you to get out! He was just… he was just worried about me, I…"
