"Elder Mr. Zhou, everyone has a sense of dignity, and if the Zhou family wishes to forsake theirs, well, that's your business. But go ahead and lose face on your own. The people of Ya Village still care about ours and we have no time to quibble with you!"
"Jin…"
"Bah, who are you calling Jin?"
Uncle Jin, seeing Eldest Son Zhou addressing him, spit disdainfully again.
"Who are you to call me so familiarly? Do I know you? I don't make a habit of befriending beasts. Spare me the disgust."
"You—"
Eldest Son Zhou's face turned beet red with anger from Uncle Jin's scathing words.
Elder Mr. Zhou, furrowing his brows, looked around at all the people in the courtyard. He had thought they had come because of his family, to congratulate their engagement with the Lin Family, but it turned out they hadn't.
"Lin Laogeng, what is the meaning of this? Did you orchestrate their coming here to curse me?" he asked Lin Laogeng, displeased.