Li Xiaoqiang, upon hearing the middle-aged man's pitch, really wanted to say "sell your sister," but then he remembered the man's daughter was his fiancée. If he actually said that, it would be a huge disrespect to his future father-in-law.
The middle-aged man stood in front of Li Xiaoqiang, who took the opportunity to carefully observe him. The man's eyebrows were white, reminiscent of the esteemed White-Browed Heroes in martial arts novels.
He stared at Li Xiaoqiang and said with a slight smile, "I am Hong Ling's father, Hong Yuan."
Li Xiaoqiang returned the smile, "Hello, Uncle Hong."
Hong Yuan replied with a chuckle, "I'm not doing too well, you know. Do you know who I am? I am Hong Ling's father, and you dared to speak of me that way. It takes quite some courage to say such things, but I admire your bravery."
As he spoke, Hong Yuan reached out and patted Li Xiaoqiang on the shoulder.
