"You must be the old dog who was just barking at my dad."
With these words, Su Mohan and Liu Ling from Ren Feifan's side stared at him strangely, left speechless to the point of nearly falling over.
From the young man's words, it seemed he was referring to Ren Feifan as his father.
Could this young man be Ren Feifan's son?
Impossible! Ren Feifan is too young. If that were true, how old would he have had to be when he got married?
Most people could understand if they were brothers, but father and son? Not a chance!
The Black Robe elder snorted coldly, his face turning dark. For the first time, someone was insulting him to his face by calling him a dog!
"You're seeking death!"
The Black Robe elder's fingers struck a pose, emanating a surge of black fog that condensed into a pair of giant hands, hurtling towards the youngster known as Egg.
Watching impassively, Egg did not panic, but used his gaze to brush over Ren Feifan, "Dad, you just stand by. I can handle this underling."
