When the two groups met, the atmosphere was tense as if swords were drawn and bows were bent.
Lian Yinseng looked at the Old Madam Lian and suppressed his anger as he said, "Mom, it's one thing for you to come back, but why did you bring outsiders as well?"
"My grandson and his wife, what do you mean by 'outsiders'?" Old Madam Lian asked.
"Don't you remember the teachings of Dad before? Unless he is dead..."
"He has passed away," Old Madam Lian interrupted Lian Yinseng.
"Even if Dad has passed away, could you at least... show some respect for what we, your children, think?"
"The house is mine, I can let in whoever I want. Why should I respect your opinion? And have you, as my children, ever respected my opinion?" Old Madam Lian asked sharply, "You are still living in this house now, you should be grateful. If you're capable, move out."
Lian Yinseng was so infuriated he laughed, then started to challenge the Yan Shixiu couple.
