Yang Rusong's face turned pale. That Yang Dani dared to curse at him? He was a scholar, for heavens' sake. How dare she? He then lifted his hand, pointing at Yang Ruxin, "You..."
"You what?" Yang Ruxin raised her hand and slapped his away. "Think you're something special because you've read a few books? Coming here to strut around like a cocky wolf? I've got just two words for you: Scram, quickly." If she had been indifferent to this younger cousin before, now she was filled with nothing but disgust.
"Yang Dani, you are utterly unreasonable," Yang Rusong said, getting his words out with difficulty. "Is it wrong to ask you to show filial piety to your elders? You dare to scorn a scholar and defy the heavens..."