Patriarch Qian's face was cold. If at this moment he still couldn't see through Xiao Tian's intention to provoke trouble, then he would have lived half his life in vain. He let out a cold snort: "Boasting with words alone, be careful not to sprain your tongue."
Xiao Tian waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "No, no, it won't happen. By the way, it's been such a long time, and not even a cup of tea has been served. Quick, quick, serve the tea!"
Hearing this endless stream of urging, the servants of the Qian Family gritted their teeth and looked towards the Patriarch Qian on the main seat for instruction. Only after seeing his nod did they leave resentfully.
"Let's skip the small talk. As I said earlier, I hope you won't say anything unnecessary. How does Patriarch Qian feel about that?" Xiao Tian asked with a smile.
