Uncle Biao knew this question was hostile and asked aloud, "Do we still invite her in then?"
Shen Boyu glanced at him and retorted with a smile, "What nonsense are you talking about? It's simply preposterous."
"She's a princess, the bloodline of the Royal Family, representing the face of the royal household... Unless the Shen Family declares our denial of this master, we have to welcome her whenever she arrives."
"We must not only invite her in with all due respect, but we also have to serve her graciously, so as not to make her feel uncomfortable or lose face... This is deception. If we bully the young, would the elders be pleased?"
"In my opinion, we don't need to be overly polite," Uncle Biao spoke up. "We take their feelings into account, but why don't they consider ours?"
Shen Boyu sighed softly and said, "It's Xing Lan who has been wronged. He's stubborn by nature, with pride embedded in his bones. Even if he suffers any grievance, he wouldn't speak out."
