"Brother Han Yan, have some, it really tastes good," Mu Cheng said.
"No need, you eat it," seeing Qu the Godman's way of eating often, Mu Hanyan now felt nauseous whenever he saw a pig's leg.
"Alright then, Brother Mu Feng, you have some too." Mu Cheng didn't insist further, instead turning to address Mu Feng.
"I won't eat! Look at yourself, do you still maintain any demeanor of a family member's descendant, or are you no different from the common rabble?" Mu Feng's face was full of disgust as he harshly rebuked Mu Cheng.
"It's just eating something, when brothers are together, why so much fuss?" Mu Cheng said with a sense of grievance.
He and Mu Feng had always had a good relationship; there wasn't so much hierarchy between them, but he didn't know why Mu Feng was so unreasonably cold to him today.
