"The Wang family gave the Yun Warehouse Yun Clan several jars of Crimson Mulberry Spirit Wine, yet the Yun Clan only gifted the Sun family one jar."
Inside the carriage, Sun Fengli voiced his dissatisfaction openly.
"Silence."
Sun Tianming's voice was cold, his rebuke sharp.
Seeing this, Sun Fengli quickly lowered his head, fear evident, and dared not speak further.
"This single jar alone is a celestial fortune. Were it not for our familial ties, the Yun Warehouse Yun Clan would have had no obligation to bestow even one jar upon the Sun family. One must not be too greedy!"
"I had thought that in the past five years, your conduct would have seen some improvement. To my disappointment, it seems I was mistaken!"
"Grandfather, please don't be angry. Your grandson admits his fault."