Yun Family Traditions?
Hearing Yun Zhijuan say this, Xiao Qimo's fingers, holding the chess piece, halted.
His deep, dark eyes silently looked towards the old man Yun.
Could it be that Senior Brother is stirring up trouble at this critical moment?
Yun Zhijuan didn't look up, ignoring his gaze, and just continued sipping his tea.
Lu Xun picked up the conversation, rubbing his chin while smiling meaningfully.
"Commit to memory."
"What are the contents again?"
"There are three in total, very easy to remember." As Lu Xun spoke, his gaze fell on Xiao Qimo.
Even if Xiao Qimo were a fool, he'd understand what these two meant.
This was clearly to make him remember the Yun Family traditions and adhere to them.
He chuckled quietly to himself, no need to bother like this.
The Xiao Family already has plenty of family traditions, covering all aspects, which he had long memorized by heart.
