"What are you talking about! That is the blood, sweat, and tears of several generations of the Sheng Family." Sheng Hong said loudly, looking at Sheng Wenhao with an incredulous expression.
"But what does any of this have to do with me?" Sheng Wenhao raised an eyebrow, replying nonchalantly.
"You are also a member of the Sheng Family. The blood of the Sheng Family flows in your veins. Aren't you afraid of having no face to meet our ancestors after you die? How will you explain yourself to your deceased relatives?" Sheng Hong said emotionally, his voice even breaking at times.
"What does that have to do with me?" Sheng Wenhao raised an eyebrow, speaking indifferently.
Sheng Hong's expression froze, as if he hadn't expected Sheng Wenhao to have such an attitude.
