"After all these years, this is all the Chaos Stone you've got?"
"How are you so poor?"
"Are you lying to me?"
Chen Changan looked at Chen Ao with disdain. He didn't really believe that was all the Chaos Stone he had.
"Uncle, that really is all I have."
"I... I don't need this stuff. I haven't needed it for cultivation in ages."
"You can rob me if you want, but why do you have to look down on me, too?" Chen Ao said miserably.
"What do you mean, 'rob'?"
"You've got no tact at all, kid."
"Am I your uncle?"
"And are you my eldest nephew?"
"Isn't it your duty to show your uncle some respect?"
"You show your uncle respect by giving him a few measly Chaos Stones. Isn't that your fault?"
"Am I wrong to call you out?"
"You don't understand a thing about human relationships and social graces. As your uncle, shouldn't I teach you properly?"
"Honestly, your father's no better. What kind of father is he? He only cares about himself and doesn't even bother teaching you."
Chen Ao stared at Chen Changan, utterly dumbfounded. How had this suddenly turned into a lecture?
Mu Yunyao watched Chen Changan from the side with an amused smile. She had to admire his shamelessness. How could he say things like that with a straight face?
Especially when he was complaining that Old Chen Tian didn't know how to be a father. What right did he have to complain?
"Uncle, you're really good at spinning things."
"I truly admire you. You're incredible at talking your way out of anything."
Chen Ao gave Chen Changan a thumbs-up, unable to hide his admiration. When it came to shamelessness and sweet-talking, Chen Changan was without a doubt the most shameless, most persuasive