184 Little Mandron Soldier 7.0

"Father!" Yang Xiang exclaimed as if she'd found her biggest backer in the world whilst the others all called out except He Yuan, who was busy stuffing his face with food.

Yang Xiang pointed at He Yuan. "Just look! How could he be so disrespectful? First, he joined our table without permission and next he dared to grab the dish and cutleries that had been set out for you!"

Yang Zhi frowned as he walked over to sit at head of the table. Seeing as He Yuan did not acknowledge him even after all that had been said, he clenched his teeth and drummed his fingers against the table. "Yang Xue, what is the meaning of this?"

He Yuan chewed a few more mouthfuls before raising his head with a confused expression and slowly asking, "What is the meaning of what?"

The drumming became louder. "Even if you were not properly raised by your mother, you've been on Earth for over five years so you should understand how things are done by now. Why did you move the things that had been set out for me?"