"That's impossible! How do you know?"
Although Brother Fatty's heart skipped a beat and he felt that he was wrong, he still did not want to believe that he had misunderstood his son. He did not want to believe that it was his own fault that caused his son's current test results.
"I just said that I'm the 49th generation descendant of the Ma-i Divine Image. There's nothing in this world that I don't know. Whether you believe it or not, it's not like my son scored 30 marks."
Li Hao looked at the fat man indifferently and spoke slowly, but he looked indifferent. It did not matter if the other party believed him or not. He had already said it kindly.
"If my son didn't write it, who did? I found it in my son's book." Brother Fatty asked Li Hao again.
"Hehe…" Li Hao smiled faintly again.
Seeing this scene, Brother Fatty became a little anxious.
