After a few bites, Old Master Li raised his glass again, "Ling Feng, let me toast to you once more!"
"How could I accept this, I should be the one toasting to you!" Ling Feng quickly picked up his glass.
"When you're at your own family's home, there's no need for such courtesy, cheers!" the old master said with a beaming smile.
Upon hearing this, Ling Feng immediately sensed that something was amiss and began to feel uneasy.
After taking a couple of sips, the old man's face started to turn slightly red and then he looked at Ling Feng and said, "You're of the same generation as Yu Mei, by rights you should call me Uncle!"
"That's right, I should!" Ling Feng replied.
The old man nodded, "Hmm, I've heard about your family situation from Yu Mei; I must say, you've had it tough."
"It's alright, if one is full, the whole family isn't hungry," Ling Feng laughed, vaguely guessing what might be coming next, so he couldn't help but steal a glance at Li Yumei.
