Xu Ke was clearly sitting right there, yet they acted as if they hadn't seen anything, continuing their conversation, saying things that only made Xu Ke angrier.
"Who do you think is going to die soon? Who's not qualified?" Xu Ke asked, his face dark and sullen as he looked at the group.
Once Xu Ke spoke, the group slowly turned their heads, pretending as if they had just noticed Xu Ke.
"Oh, there's actually a living person here? Why didn't you make a sound when we first came in? And now, just when we're having a good conversation, you suddenly speak up. You did it on purpose, didn't you?"
There was no need for Wei Ji to intervene; his lackeys naturally stood up for him. The one speaking was a scholarly-looking man with glasses, who had just moments ago been the foulest-mouthed.
"Saying such things in the owner's house, right in front of the owner, where are your manners?" Xu Ke shot back at the man with a look of indescribable mockery in his eyes.
