"There's no need for you to argue in front of me. You don't have to worry about Ye Jian's registered residence. You don't have to worry about someone taking away the glory from Ye Jian. I'm already 80 years old. I don't have long to live. I can't make use of her achievements."
Uncle Gen spoke in a cold tone. He slammed his copper pipe on the table forcefully with a loud 'clang'. There was coldness on his old but stern-looking face. Ye Zhifan and Grandma Ye didn't dare to speak loudly anymore.
In Shuikou Village, Uncle Gen was always well-respected.
Jian was going to participate in the university entrance examination soon and they still wanted to play small tricks now? Let's see if they have the ability to do it.
Ye Zhifan was a member of the provincial office but he didn't have much presence in front of Uncle Gen. This was a Class A Master Sergeant that didn't even need to greet a chief. Ye Zhifan didn't have the guts to confront him personally.
