"You old bastard, have you no shame!"
The young man couldn't hold back any longer, stepping forward and grabbing the man's collar, angrily saying, "Grandpa Liu is a whole cycle of years older than you. Out of kindness for your sickly son, he took you in, and what do you do, you bastard? You can't even be bothered to go to the warehouse to move goods, lying here waiting for Grandpa Liu to provide for you and your son..."
"What are you doing? What are you doing? Are you going to get rough? With your two-day Pile Technique training, you haven't even gotten started..."
The middle-aged man pushed the young man aside with a sneer, "Kid, don't think I don't know, you're just planning to snatch Grandpa Liu's funeral savings! Let me tell you, I promised Grandpa Liu that when he died, I'd handle his burial. Whatever wealth he left, it would all be mine, not a dime for you!"
