The old madam gaped wordlessly a few times before hardening her heart and saying, "Wenxin ah, it's not that Mother wants to scold you, but there needs to be a limit to how much you dote on the child… Moxie is still young… but this child's cultivation is already higher than mine…"
"No matter how high his cultivation is, he's still my son! Could it be that he's no longer my son if his cultivation is high?" Dongfang Wenxin continued in an unreasonable manner. Both the old madam and Jun Moxie were left completely speechless…
"Grandmother, let me look at these reports." Jun Moxie received the stack of documents and pored over them piece by piece. Mei Xueyan beside him also poked her head over to look with interest. She had the same questions in her heart.
As they looked, the two furrowed their brows deeper and deeper.
Strange!
Too strange!
