Fatty chuckled. "I thought you didn't care!"
Master Xia's face darkened. "Who are you, and why are you targeting my son? If he has offended you in any way, I apologize on his behalf."
"Apologize?"
"Haha..."
Fatty laughed uproariously, then turned to Master Xia, his eyes flashing with a cold light. "This isn't something an apology can fix!"
Master Xia's heart chilled. He looked down at the young man and demanded angrily, "What exactly did you do?"
"Mmph..."
The youth tried to speak, but Fatty was gripping his throat so tightly he couldn't utter a sound.
Master Xia looked at Fatty and pleaded, "Sir, can we please discuss this calmly? If my son is truly at fault, I am willing to compensate you for all your losses."
"I'm afraid you can't afford it," Fatty sneered.
