"Ugh!" Lin Tianyun spat a mouthful of fresh blood as his whole body fiercely slammed into the ground. However, he still stubbornly glared at the middle-aged man, refusing to look away.
"Dad!" As if he saw an oasis in the middle of a desert, Lin Musong sprung up from the ground and hurriedly walked to the middle-aged man before complaining. "Dad, you must kill him for me! He almost killed me earlier… Look at Lin Kang. His ear was cut off by that bastard."
"You shut up!" The middle-aged man roared at his son. "You're my, Lin Mucheng's son, the young master of the Lin family, yet you did nothing and come to pick up a fight on a servant every day! Are you worthy of my name and family!?"
Lin Musong immediately shut up and lowered his head. However, he had never reflected on himself but threw all the blames on Lin Tianyun. If it wasn't because of this bastard, how could he get scolded by his father?
