"Ye Qingtian, you certainly are a busy man. It's harder than ascending to heaven for me, your own brother, to meet you, let alone anyone else." Ye Litian said with a cold and indifferent smile.
"Haha, truly jesting, aren't you? I don't know whose life is really busy between us. Some people don't even show their face." Ye Qingtian replied with a forced smile.
Despite Ye Qingtian's smile, his words were laced with sarcasm aimed at Ye Litian. Ye Litian said, "In my heart, this is just a temporary resting place, nothing close to what I genuinely consider home."
Ye Qingtian heard this and managed a bitter smile at the corner of his mouth, with a hint of anger he said, "If this isn't your true home, then what is? That distant land in the United States? You need to realize that the land you stand on is where you grew up. Do you even know what people think of you? Do you know how they see you?"
