after an unknown amount of time.
just as mu yiling was about to sit down under the pressure ...
cyril couldn't keep his cool any longer, and he spoke first, " young master mu, you've come to our faires family as a guest, yet you don't even have the slightest bit of etiquette. it's a little inappropriate for you to still be sitting there even when the host is here, right? "
cyril stood in the middle of the room while mu yichen sat on the same spot and sipped his tea calmly.
this reduced cyril's imposing manner by a notch.
mu yichen only raised his head at this moment. a cold sneer appeared at the corners of his lips. he pouted. " although i'm a guest, one's status is more important in a big family like ours. "
"what do you mean by that?" cyril's expression changed slightly. " are you telling me that you have a higher status than me? hmph, you chinese have become so arrogant?"