Cheng Run was so chilled by the coldness in his eyes that he shivered and couldn't help but take a step back.
After retreating a step, he felt embarrassed for being frightened by a younger man, so he stiffened his neck and said sharply, "Am I wrong? Yanyan is your sister, and I am your third uncle! You..."
"Third uncle?" Cheng Jinyan interrupted him.
He rolled the words 'third uncle' between his teeth, then let out a light laugh.
Cheng Run felt uneasy at his laugh, "What are you laughing at..."
"Mr. Cheng Run." Cheng Jinyan began slowly, his voice as faint as a spring on ice, "I call you third uncle out of respect. But don't forget, you've long been exiled from the Cheng family. Right now, you have no right to flaunt your elder status in front of me."
Cheng Run was stunned that Cheng Jinyan was showing him no respect at all.
"Cheng Jinyan, aren't you afraid I'll report you to Old Master?!"
