"Grandpa, I have to say this about you. If you had been strict with Uncle when he was young, would he be like this now? Besides, you only care about Uncle. My dad is your eldest son, yet I feel you don't like him at all."
The Old Master was so angry that his cane pounded the ground, "You brat, are you crazy or something, to talk about your elders like that?"
"Why can't I talk about it? What era is this? You still hold on to this hierarchy nonsense, only our family is so conservative. We claim to be a Xuan Sect family, but do you know what some of my friends think of us? They say we're street sorcerers at best, and at worst, street con artists."
The Old Master swung his cane to hit him, and Yun Kuang was so scared he quickly ran away.
As he ran, he thought, What's wrong with me today?
Why did I suddenly spill out all those old complaints and grievances?
Could it be that practicing the Truth Talisman these past few days has driven me crazy?
