"Haha, Rongxuan, weren't things fine just a moment ago? Why have you become so reserved now that it's my turn? The sons of the Mu Family should be more composed. Let bygones be bygones." Mufeng was the first to speak. After Mu Rongxuan served the tea, he helped him to his feet, took a sip, and patted his shoulder with a smile. "Blessings to you both. Also, I must add one thing: as men of the Mu Family, and as husbands, you must cherish your partners."
"Brother Feng is right. Everyone in the Mu Family does the same; you could call it a family tradition." After Mufeng finished speaking, Bi Wan continued, "But you've certainly made the Mu Family proud. Unlike your third brother, who doesn't care about his mother at all!"
