Though Bai Yan did not explicitly say she would endure, but when transferred to Wang Deqiuâs ear, it somehow turned out that way.
âHo, isnât this Bai Yan? You actually have the nerve to come back!â Just as sheâs ready to leave, this eerie voice had caught their attention from the front.
Turns out it was Yu Rong coming over with her chin raised higher than the sky. Apparently this foolish woman hasnât learned her lesson yet and intends to make trouble.
So what if Bai Xiachen caught the eyes of the Demon Beast Sect? My daughter now has the support of a disciple from the Holy Land! Iâm willing to bet that bitch wouldnât even know about such a amazing power!
âBai Yan, I should thank you. If you havenât snatched away Di Cang then my daughter wouldnât have been able to enter the Holy Land. That man may be strong, but when compared to the Holy Land, youâ¦â
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Without indication, the second Yu Rong came into attacking distance, Bai Yan had raised her fist and sent it straight into the womanâs face. This blow undoubtedly caught everyone off guard, especially the one receiving it. Flying out like a ragged doll until she hit the cold hard ground, Yu Rong now laid there sprawled to the floor.
âHow annoying.â
Ignoring the fact that thereâs still a person in front of them, Bai Yan went ahead and pulled her son along to step right over on top of Yu Rongâs body. As a result of this second blow, the injured woman finally splurged out a mouthful of blood and fainted awayâ¦..
Meanwhile in the background, the man was left there with his jaws gaped open, Is this what she considers to be enduring?
âHey you, is the disciple from the Holy Land strong?â Snickering a cold laugh, Chu Yi Yi suddenly makes this weird question.
ââ¦..â
Wang Deqiu was definitely flabbergasted there, âIsnât the fact that the disciple is from the Holy Land strong enough?â
Just when he was baffled on how to take the girlâs odd behavior, Chu Yi Yi also followed suit and stepped over Yu Rongâs poor body.
âHey Father,â wiping those greasy hands off with his clothes, Wang Xiaopeng suddenly chimes in, âSister Bai Yan is so cool there. Can you come up with a plan and help them?â
Giving his son an eyeful, the man was quite irritated by that careless comment: âIf you are calling her sister then what about Xiachen?â
âOf course itâs Boss.â
Isnât what Father asking just nonsensical? Iâve long recognized Xiachen as my boss so of course I would call him that.
Annoyed by his sonâs antics, Wang Deqiu grumpily states his own difficulties: âIf not for your mistake back at home then would we have been driven out of the main house?â
âFather, didnât Sister Bai Yan sell you a lot of Dan pills? Why donât you look for Grandfather and ask him for an idea? Without Xiachenâs mother then the supplies would be gone too.â
The poor greedy man didnât answer right away. The truth was, heâs already giving his all. Aside from financial support, thereâs not much at his disposal here.
Likely aware of his fatherâs thought pattern, Wang Xiaopeng immediately got vindictive: âFather, if you donât come up with a solution to help then I will burn your treasury room. You decide for yourself on what you want to do.â
âYouâ¦â Livid in his face, Wang Deqiu really wanted to smack this brat of his.
âQuit looking at me like that. You may be able to keep watch over your precious things inside for a while, but you can never watch over them forever. When youâre not looking, I will sneak inside and burn every crisp of it.â Snorting without a pang of fear, the chubby threatens his father like a real boss.
To the boyâs credit, it did have the effect that he wanted.
Grabbing the boy by the collar, Wang Deqiu roarâs out at his son: âDamn brat, consider yourself lucky! I will go back and send your grandfather a letter to see if he has a plan! Letâs just hope now that your friendâs mother there wouldnât go too far and only offend a disciple of the Holy Land and not their elders instead. Otherwise, not even your grandfather would be able to do a thing by thenâ