"Don't interfere, young man. It's not yet your turn," Old Xiong said coldly to Linfeng. Then, he took a deep breath.
The old man uneasily began walking back and forth, stomping his cane as he walked. After a long time, he turned back to Xiong Zhi. He still wanted to talk some sense into her hard skull. He opened his mouth and tried to explain as patiently he could.
"Granddaughter, you have not yet entered the society so you are not very aware of the matters of reality just yet. Reputation is important in any kind of field you are in, especially for people like us who tower above everyone else. You and your relationship with this vulgar man is something that must never happen in our society. It shall never happen, unless you are a member of the matriarchal Tang family. Think about it clearly. You are a smart girl."
Xiong Zhi gripped Linfeng's hand tighter.
