The members of the Nangong Family had never had much affection for Li Xiaoyao, and his disrespectful remarks now only fanned their ire.
Nangong Tuo did not speak out this time, as Li Xiaoyao's words caused the Nangong Family to lose face. The fact that he had not directly refuted was already giving him a lot of face.
Li Xiaoyao, for his part, didn't care and merely looked at Nangong Feng, who was being helped to sit in a chair, and said indifferently, "Seeing how pitiful you are, I won't bother teaching you a lesson."
Nangong Feng flew into a rage. Having suffered a great loss at the hands of a foreigner and lost face, he was already quite upset, and he couldn't help but retort angrily, "Who do you think you are? Even if I let you have one hand and one leg, I could still teach you a lesson."
Li Xiaoyao let out a cold chuckle and paid him no heed.
Bullying a half-crippled person was no skill at all.
