Madam Shen expressed her disdain, "This house is too shabby. It's nothing compared to the imperial palace. Once we have money, I'll buy a big mansion. It can't be as shabby as this one!"
Just as Father Shen was about to remind her to say less, Mu Fei's chilly gaze swept over, "You disdain this old house?"
Madam Shen defiantly said, "It is really broken! It's just not as good as the imperial palace where my daughter lives!"
"Before your daughter entered the palace, the place you lived in probably wasn't even worth a single tile here!"
Mu Fei let out a cold roar, as if his face had changed, as cold and emotionless as a Yin messenger from hell.
"You… you…" Madam Shen was frightened and dared not continue.
She still pulled her frail and sickly Father Shen in front of her, trembling less violently.
"Don't talk nonsense! The master's place is always the best. If you don't like it, get lost!"