Teaching etiquette was a pretext; it was the enlightenment of thought that was the true aim.
"I know you must be blaming Brother Li, and perhaps you've already cursed Brother Li's ancestors for the last eighteen generations several times over in your heart."
"Brother Li..."
When Li Yunxiang began speaking this way, it made Bai Zhizhan feel quite embarrassed.
He had indeed been harboring resentment against Li Yunxiang, but it hadn't reached the extent of cursing his ancestors.
"Whether or not to blame me, and how to view this matter, wait until I've finished speaking before you decide."
It was evident that Li Yunxiang carried a heavy heart.
Bai Zhizhan remained silent; at this point, there was no harm in listening to what Li Yunxiang had to say.
To trace the matter back, it began roughly thirty years ago.
