The old master's face was dark with displeasure, reaching the peak of his dissatisfaction.
"Someone, take the second young master away and confine him for half a month. Such disrespect for elders and ancestors is truly a violation of our Zhong Family's ancestral precepts."
Zhong Lingxiao sneered, "Zhong Yi, you are too disappointing."
"Brother, the one who is disappointing is you."
Zhong Yi's voice carried a hint of laziness, his demeanor casual: "Old master, it's better not to bring a child who hasn't had a paternity test into the ancestral hall, lest the ancestors come to you in dreams at night for reckoning. Brother's health has been recuperated for so many years, yet it's still too weak. How could it be that Miss Lin became pregnant at the most crucial time?"
