Baili Valley looked slightly puzzled. "What?"
Unbeknownst to him, the withered vine on the floor had grown several inches longer and twisted distractingly on the ground. Baili An patiently coiled the vine up his sleeves bit by bit, saying, "I paid for this guest room. It is somewhat reasonable for the two brothers from the Fang Family to burst in furiously through the door, but you and Fang Geyu are neither kin nor acquaintances. Yet you broke in through the window, rambling non-stop on your own terms. Is this supposed to be reasoning?"
Baili An tilted his head slightly, looking seriously at him. "Even children know to knock on the door before entering a house, uncle. I think you're even more of a mess than those unruly kids."
With the simplest and most straightforward logic, he instantly overturned Baili Valley's pretext of morality.
A person who doesn't even know basic manners, how can he speak of any reason?
