"Stop fighting. You won't kill anyone fighting like that..."
After the banquet, late at night.
In a small hall at the back, Chu Tiange had his dad by the collar, and "father and son" were wrestling.
A crowd watched from the side. Qiu Wuji propped up her chin. "That move won't do. Where's the swordsmanship I taught you? White Rainbow Pierces the Sun! Stick it up his nose!"
Chu Ge was in a sorry state. "Hey, whose side are you teaching?"
"Oh, where's your Tianshan Plum-Blossom-Hand? Grab his hair. You won't kill anyone fighting like that." Qiu Wuji picked up a slice of melon.
Dabei: "..."
Yan Qianlie was also eating melon with his wife. "Hey, Chu Tiange. You were all smiles at the banquet. Why did you suddenly start beating up your dad?"
"He gave me an Erkang Hall, and I-I can't even change it!" Chu Tiange was indignant. "Look at it, all of you! Are my nostrils that big?"
Dabei looked utterly bewildered. "What's wrong with the hall's name? 'Er' means 'you,' and 'Erkang' means everyone who comes for an audience enjoys good health. It's a little tacky, but it's still auspicious. Why go this far? Why?"
"Listen to that," Chu Ge said. "Other people understand perfectly. What kind of attitude is this?"
Chu Tiange was beside himself with indignation. "They don't know, but how could I not know?"
"What exactly do you know?" Chu Ge struggled. "Tell me, were there any sex scenes between Erkang and Ziwei?"
Chu Tiange's eyes went blank.
He couldn't remember.
"Besides, a hall's name is for other people to see. If they don't know, just let them take it as 'good health to you all,' and that's that." Chu Ge seized the chance to pry his son's hands loose and darted behind