One call of "granduncle" not only left the onlookers bewildered but also stunned Second Young Master Luo. It turns out, they were relatives after allāthis was like a flood hitting the Dragon King Temple.
However, some astute individuals, upon hearing this title and then taking a closer look at the childrenās appearances, suddenly realizedāthese must be Ye Ziāanās kids, right? Especially the one with the dagger; his features resembled those of the runner-up scholar said to be staying in the palace.
Taking another look at the childrenās mother, she indeed was an extraordinary beauty; no wonder Second Young Master Luo changed color. No wonder Ye Ziāan was able to reject Miss Yunhongās proposal back then.
Calling him uncle, granduncle? Wait a minute, what exactly is their relationship? Why canāt he figure this out?
"Granduncle understands."
Old Mu gave Lele a smile, "Good job, you should stand up for your mother like this. This deadbeat hasnāt died anyway." Here, the ādeadbeatā referred to Second Young Master Luo.
"Uncle!"
"What are you shouting for?" Old Mu impatiently glared at him, then told the servants, "Why arenāt you quickly taking him back to the residence? Are you all looking to die? Damned idiots, causing trouble all day long, just wait till we get back and see how I deal with you."
Old Mu didnāt have much affection for his nephew; in fact, he didnāt have much affection for anyone in the Luo Family, as they had all harmed his children once upon a time, especially his son.
Ignoring his nephewās roar, Old Mu turned to Yang Chuxia and the others, "Youāre here for a meal, right? Come on, letās go upstairs."
"Granduncle, so heās your nephew?" Yangyang stepped forward and took Old Muās hand, "Then what should I call him? I donāt want to call him anything; heās so annoying, he actually spoke ill of my mother."
"Technically, he should be your fatherās cousin, so you should call him āsecond cousin uncle.ā But itās okay if you donāt call him that," Old Mu explained, tilting his head.
Hearing this, Yangyang just nodded with a beaming smile.
Yang Chuxia followed with Lele in tow.
When they reached the private room, they found Mu Shaoling and Baili Yan were already there.
Mu Shaoling, familiar with Yangyang, chuckled as the boy entered, "You sure made a splash, just arrived in Capital City and youāve already beaten up your second cousin uncle. Having seen how Yang Chuxia fought in the past, that fierce spirit, I donāt need to think twice; this kid has inherited it from Yang Chuxia."
"I didnāt know he was my second cousin uncle." Yangyang shrugged his shoulders, but then added, "Even if I had known, he insulted my mother, I would still have beaten him."
Baili Yan looked at Lele with a smirk, "Caught you with the dagger, didnāt I? Last time you denied having a dagger."
"Last time was last time, this time is this time. Did you have evidence last time?" Leleās expression was indifferent, resembling Ye Ziāan back in the day.
Baili Yan, left speechless, had no comeback.
"Are you here discussing business?" Yang Chuxia inquired.
"Yeah, hasnāt there been an outbreak of a strange disease in Shandong?" Mu Shaoling spoke up, "Iāve come back to pick up some medicines and will head to Shandong tomorrow, to talk to them about this and to warn them to be vigilant, lest someone uses this as a pretext to cause trouble in the court."
Yikes, as soon as Yangyang heard about that strange disease, he frowned in disgust.
Baili Yan nodded and said to her, "Youāve done well in Mianyang. Iāve heard that Yanghe Town is quite beautiful now."
"To say itās beautiful isnāt really saying much; itās only a bit unique compared to other rivers."
"Momās being modest, Yanghe is clearly very, very beautiful," he said and then turned to Lele, "Isnāt that right, brother?"
"How about you tell uncle whatās so beautiful about it?"