No, there wasn't.
It got worse and worse each time.
In the end, he had finally kicked Xia qingchen, this iron plate, and caused trouble.
Xia qingchen could still care about his face and come to his door to demand for him.
Otherwise, Xia qingchen would have killed Xia houjie long ago.
How could it be as simple as just breaking his arms now?
It was time for him to be taught a lesson.
Otherwise, who knew what kind of disaster it would bring in the future?
"But ..." The old ancestor looked at Xia qingchen and clasped his fists once more. "Grandmaster Xia, can you give us a few more days?"
a few days later, I will give Grandmaster Xia an explanation. Either he breaks his arms or you take his life.
Xia qingchen gave it some thought and nodded slightly.
The old ancestor had pleaded twice, so he had to give him some face.
"Alright!" Xia houjie. Xia qingchen looked at Xia houjie. have you decided on your choice? "
