"Master Ye..."
What is this generation?
Lin Tang wore a bewildered expression.
"Tang, didn't you hear what I was saying? I said, this is your Master Ye. You, immediately pay your respects to your Master Ye."
Lin Shiyin, very angry, stood in front of Ye Xuan and spoke sternly.
"Father, are you talking about that fellow?"
Lin Tang stared wide-eyed in shock, questioning.
"This is ridiculous! How dare you use the word 'fellow' to describe your Master Ye, what are you trying to do?"
Lin Shiyin was very frustrated, reprimanding sternly.
"Enough. Shiyin, you, like Song Zushen, are getting on in years. It's quite normal for your younger generation not to recognize someone like me."
Ye Xuan chuckled, giving Lin Shiyin a hint.
"Yes, Master Xuan."
Seeing Ye Xuan's extremely serious demeanor, clearly not joking, Lin Shiyin had no choice but to stop forcing Lin Tang.
"Master Xuan..."
At this moment, everyone present was completely stunned.
