Yang Peili took a long while to calm down and suppress the uncomfortable feeling before he finally shook his head and then turned to look at his two sons, who were still flushed with agitation, and let out a soft sigh, "You guys are really something... Forget it, you're all grown up now; we might as well divide everything..." It was a look of complete devastation.
"No way," Yang Anshi suddenly shouted.
"So we should just keep fighting?" Yang Peili frowned and looked at his old wife.
"Let them fight if they want," Yang Anshi waved her hand dismissively, "but we are definitely not dividing up. We won't divide anything." She then turned to her two sons, "If you two want to make a fuss, go ahead, see if you have the guts to strangle both your father and me to death..."
Both Yang Baichuan and Yang Baifu immediately frowned.
