When it came to exaggerating, Wu Yuzong could be said to have mastered the art.
Li Qing had only slightly deformed Wu's shoulder, but according to him, Li Qing had crushed his bones into dust and even plotted to take his life.
In short, Li Qing almost killed him, which made him urge his old father to quickly think of a way to seek justice and get results.
Li Qing watched the performance with a disdainful smirk, utterly calm.
At his age, he still exploited his own father.
If this were his son, Li Qing would have dumped him at a junkyard long ago.
Licking his big face, he really doesn't care about losing face at all.
Qi Mengru leaned close to Li Qing, her eyes twinkling with a seductive smile, half mocking as she looked at him.
With a wry smile, Li Qing said, "Why didn't you tell me when you encountered this kind of thing?"
