"Uncle, what's wrong?" the aristocratic Chen Mo asked, walking towards his uncle, clearly confused.
Chen Xuan, an elder of the Chen family, immediately pulled the aristocratic Chen Mo aside and started whispering to him.
However, it was clear that the aristocratic Chen Mo still tried to argue back a few times.
Finally, he was apparently scolded so harshly that he couldn't retort, and could only nod his head obediently, like a chicken pecking at rice.
As he turned to leave, he was too embarrassed to look at the other Chen Mo and simply slunk back to the group of disciples from the aristocratic families.
Only after his uncle had walked away did he look at Chen Mo and clasp his hands in apology.
Chen Mo smiled and waved his hand, signaling that it was no big deal.
