With resignation, Yuan Ye handed the phone to Lu Zhanguo. "My dad wants to say a few words to you."
Lu Zhanguo casually took the document further away and took the phone, politely greeting, "Uncle Yuan." He, of course, didn't overlook the flash of annoyance in Yuan Ye's eyes.
"Zhanguo, how have you been doing recently? I heard from your father, you're doing pretty well. That's the spirit, just like the children who come out of our big courtyard," said Yuan Dahai cheerfully upon hearing Lu Zhanguo's voice.
"Uncle Yuan is giving me too much credit." Lu Zhanguo was a bit uncomfortable with the praise.
"Zhanguo, if Yuan Ye and Yuan Tan are bothering you, you should ignore them. Also, don't let them visit you at the military base anymore. Going to those bandit nations is no different from being a traitor," Yuan Dahai ranted when the subject of his daughters came up.
Listening to this, Yuan Ye was just about ready to pass out, but he maintained a calm facade.
