Yu Cheng's tone was icy, "Which family I belong to is none of your business."
"No offense, bro. Since you know my old man, it means our elders are acquainted. If we get serious about it, our families have been friends for generations. You see, we just got back from America, still struggling with jet lag, a bit muddled in the head. Don't take those words earlier to heart. Moreover, among us young people, a little joke, a little boast, such minor things really aren't worth disturbing the elders of our two houses over, right?" the man with sunglasses said somewhat ingratiatingly.
Ever since Yu Cheng had called out his identity, the man with sunglasses' attitude had shifted 180 degrees, his words continuously attempting to cozy up to Yu Cheng.
He seemed terrified that Yu Cheng would actually tell Old Master Qi about the things he said that day.
His fear stemmed from the fact that although Old Master Qi had fled overseas in the old days, he was very patriotic.
