Half an hour ago.
The butler, under orders from the old master, specifically rushed to the Yu Family headquarters and forcibly brought Chiyin to the Yu Mansion.
After he arrived at the main courtyard, all the servants were dismissed.
The father and son had barely exchanged a few words when the old master, in a fit of rage, smashed a set of Qing dynasty porcelain teaware and accidentally shattered two antique vases.
All were highly valuable collector's items, the combined value of the damage amounting to hundreds of millions.
The servants, waiting outside, heard banging and crashing noises through the door and shuddered repeatedly in fright.
The old master's anger was simply too terrifying!
Over the many years, this was the first time the servants had seen the old master so furiously angry, especially since the target was his son, his pride and joy.
"Good, good, Chiyin, hello there!"
The old master was clearly infuriated, his face ashen, repeatedly biting out the word "good."
