The hall of the Shi family household.
Before entering, Shi Yu had been wondering which teenager had not only injured their Shi disciples guarding the door and barged into their home, and even dared to wait for them to arrive in the hall. Now, as he walked in and saw the man sitting arrogantly on the head seat in the hall, his expression darkened immediately.
"It's you!"
When the old man beside Shi Yu saw the young man in white sitting in the hall, his brows furrowed and his face darkened slightly too. He could not fathom why this young man was here.
This was the man who had not only injured the few disciples guarding the door and broke into their home, but even called for them to meet him in the hall? The old man could not help but curse the disciples guarding the door for being so useless that they could not even defend their home against a sixteen or seventeen-year-old teenager.
