"Kid, how dare you tell me what to do?"
"If that's how you feel, Elder, no problem. I can take Xia Xue away again, and from then on, have nothing to do with the Xia Family. There are plenty who want to take Wang Family's place; Xia Family isn't the best choice. Without you all, I believe Xia Xue would live more freely."
"Kid, you're being excessive."
"I have the capital to be excessive." Xiao Lin downed his last sip of alcohol in front of Elder Xia: "I hope you reconsider the pros and cons involved here. You are still the elder of Xia Xue and me, and that won't change."
"Xiao, kid, what if I refuse?"
Elder Xia sat up from the tatami, bending one leg, making his whole body lean forward, giving the illusion he might strike.
"Grandfather, what are you doing?" Xia Xue, who had been flipping TV channels, grew increasingly anxious. What were the Xia Family's people like? Seemingly gentlemanly on the outside, but secretly aren't they the same as petty folks?
