Wang Xiaoer shook his head honestly: "That's not the case. However, you called my uncle's name in front of everyone, and even said that even if he came here in person today, you wouldn't give him face. This is already..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Xia Tian.

"Stop, stop, stop! Could this be what you call disrespect?"

"That's too abstract, isn't it? How is it different from direct slander?"

"Isn't this person's name used to address others? What's wrong with me calling him by his name? Isn't his name Wang Tianfeng?"

"As for not giving him face, that's not even disrespectful. Do you think your uncle's success today is due to the little face others gave him?"

Xia Tian's series of questions stumped Wang Xiaoer.

He was so confused that he couldn't speak: "This...this...doesn't seem right."

Seeing Wang Xiaoer's hesitation, Ye Wudao quickly shouted, "Brother Wang, don't listen to this guy's nonsense. He's clearly making a fuss, and what he said is all nonsense."

"No matter what, he just said that and he didn't take your uncle, Mr. Wang, seriously."

"Stop wasting time talking to him. Send someone to teach him a lesson. Then he'll definitely apologize and admit his mistake."

Wang Xiaoer also felt that he had been led into a trap by Xia Tian, and immediately stopped worrying about the previous problem.

With a cold look in his eyes, he asked, "Are you going to apologize or not? If not, don't blame me for being rude."

Xia Tian shook his head: "This apology is not worth it at all."

Wang Xiaoer didn't say anything more, just raised his hand and said: Come here, teach him a lesson.

The dozen or so bodyguards who were originally following behind him all surrounded him in a rush.

"Stop it! What are you doing here?"

Just as the bodyguards were about to attack Xia Tian, a loud shout made everyone stop.