"Xun..."
Elder Shen patted him on the hand and gave him a look.
Shen Xun smiled slightly. His cracking voice was raspy and rough. "How could I? Since you're my elder, I would never lay a hand on you. But I have a suggestion: eyes are a precious commodity. If you don't need it, you can donate it to someone who does."
"You..." Auntie Four glared at him. "What do you mean by that? Are you insulting me? Dad, look at this grandson of yours!"
Shen Xun shrugged his shoulders. "The examination report clearly says that grandfather's illness has improved. I remember Auntie Four has gone through higher education; you wouldn't want a badly educated person to teach you how to read, right?"
He raised an eyebrow and sneered as his gaze swept across everyone.
His words were directed at Auntie Four, but his warning was for everyone.
