He firmly believed that tonight he would definitely make the village chief come to a decision.
But upon entering the village chief's home, the village chief, who had been warmly hospitable and valued him greatly these past few days, now seemed somewhat cold.
Third Young Master Jun was quite surprised, yet his face remained expressionless.
He had just started speaking when the village chief cut him off, displeased, "Xie Wen, you're supposed to be an educated man, how can you keep resorting to trickery? I'm your elder, both as the village chief and as a member of the Xie Clan, you've gone too far."
"Village chief, I don't understand what you mean?" Third Young Master Jun frowned.
The village chief angrily said something, upon which Third Young Master Jun's face turned extremely ugly, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged furiously.
Returning home, Mei was making a late-night snack, humming a tune, seemingly in a very good mood.
