Bai Zhengfeng, reddened in the face from his son's sharp accusations, smacked the table in anger and glared at Bai Xiangyang, shouting loudly, "Bai Xiangyang, you are being insolent! Who taught you to speak to your elders like this?"
Bai Xiangyang merely smiled sadly, "Father, since my childhood, you've always taught me to be a good person, to understand the values of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trust, to cherish kindness, economy, modesty, respect, and tolerance. I've always kept these teachings close to my heart and never dared to forget them. But now, your actions run contrary to these principles. Father, why is this?"
Bai Zhengfeng's anger dissipated suddenly upon hearing his son's words.
