"You have indeed earned my respect," Xiao Yifeng said coolly. "I am very curious about your true identity. Whoever trained someone like you must surely be a genuine master of the Martial Path."
"Whether he's a master of the Martial Path, I don't know, but he is definitely stronger than me!"
A sharp light flashed in Xiao Yifeng's eyes.
Having just returned Tang Shengyi to the villa, Xiao Yifeng received a call from Xiao Ruolin and went to the Xiao family again.
In the house where Xiao Anguo lived, the air was thick with the scent of gunpowder. Xiao Anguo and Xiao Ruolin sat on one side, their faces looking extremely unsightly, while opposite them sat Xiao Anguo's wife, Jiang Yujuan, and their daughter, Fangfang.
"Don't you think you are just too shameless?"
Xiao Ruolin looked at the mother and daughter and coldly yelled.
