"Don't!" Lin Meijie hurried over to stop the guard's actions. She walked over and stood next to Mo Nanjue, "Master, the second young master has just returned. It's natural to be unaccustomed..."
Mo Wenbin also heard this and, for once, didn't pursue the matter further, "Let's all be seated."
The maid turned to make tea. Just as Mo Nanjue sat down, Mo Wenbin had someone help him up. He drank a bit of tea that Lin Meijie handed over, "Second son, I haven't seen you for seven years."
Mo Nanjue responded coldly with a simple "hm." Mo Wenbin looked at him, "So, how is it? You've been in Asia alone for seven years. What did you bring back?"
Mo Nanjue crossed one leg, "Nothing."
"Second young master," the guard stood motionless beside him, "Mind your sitting posture."
