"Grandpa Xu, these are the things my father asked me to bring. Personally, I think, when visiting a friend's home, do we even need these? But my father's orders cannot be defied, and if you don't accept these, he will certainly punish me when I return. Please accept them, take it as a token of affection for this junior," Yue Pengcheng said earnestly as he stepped forward.
The old master sighed and replied, "Well, hearing you put it that way, I guess I can't refuse. Let's accept them then." Having said that, he instructed Mrs. Chen to quickly prepare Yue Pengcheng's quarters. The Yue family seemed devoid of pretensions; aside from a few gifts, Yue Pengcheng only brought a pair of change clothes, leaving everything else behind. He didn't resemble the wealthy households who carry loads of luggage when traveling. The old master felt quite impressed by the Yue family's simplicity.
