Steven Russo said: "I've been with your mom for thirty years and never felt bored. How come after just a few days with you, it's already this tedious? You're young, remember to review yourself and see where you aren't doing well enough."
Joel Russo twirled a pen idly in his hand, sneering at the words, "You've lived for over fifty years and you can still make me feel bored being around you. How have you spent your half-life?"
Steven Russo: "..."
Joel Russo: "..."
The two men exchanged looks for a long time and stood up from their seats simultaneously.
The father and son both agreed that if they continued staying like this, a father-son war might ensue.
Walking to the staircase, four women were still playing mahjong, chatting and playing, with occasional laughter audible.
The two paused midway down the stairs, hesitated for a moment, then turned to go back upstairs.
Standing beside the stair railing, observing the situation below, both men frowned deeply.
