Feng Jue stood up and walked over, grabbing the back of Shen Ran's collar and pulling him back.
Shen Ran turned around, irritated. "Why are you pulling me?"
Feng Jue's expression remained blank. "You're blocking my view of my sister playing."
Realizing this, Shen Ran moved aside to give Feng Jue space. As Gu Yang started another round, Shen Ran chimed in with instructions.
"Press this. Press that. Back up."
When Gu Yang didn't follow his directions, Shen Ran stomped his feet in frustration and reached out to grab her hand, eager to guide her step by step.
Feng Jue's eyes widened. He reached out again and pulled Shen Ran back by the collar.
Shen Ran watched in exasperation as Gu Yang missed a key opportunity and lost the game character again. "Feng Jue, what are you doing?"
Feng Jue frowned, his little face serious. "In ancient times, men and women wouldn't sit at the same table after seven years old. Men and women shouldn't touch each other. Don't touch my sister."