If she was hit by this palm, even if she did not die, she would only be left with half a life. Ling Chuxi was just about to make a move when she heard an angry shout,""You're looking for death!"
Then, the fourth elder flew over and sent Yan Decai flying with a palm strike.
The reason why Ling Chuxi could recognize him was because he was holding a wine jar in his hand. Although it was a size smaller than the ones from yesterday, it was still two feet tall.
"Fourth ... Fourth elder!" Yan Decai scrambled to his feet and finally managed to steady himself. When he stood up and saw the fourth elder's drunken face and the bright light in his eyes, he recognized who he was and hurriedly bowed in fear.
"Fourth uncle, why are you here?" Yan Fangling's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the maid did not lie and Ling Chuxi was really invited back by fourth elder?
