He was like a little beast completely provoked, without another word, he charged forward and attacked!
Bo Yanchen agilely dodged his assault, retreating several steps, his eyes filled with shock,
"Baby Shen, what are you doing?!"
"Cut the crap, if you're brave enough, then fight me!"
Tang Little Second's face was seething with anger as he launched a fierce offensive.
Of course, Bo Yanchen wouldn't actually fight him, but Little Second was skilled, and Bo Yanchen couldn't directly restrain him; he could only keep retreating to avoid the attacks.
He retreated, he attacked.
Furniture clattered, vases shattered, and soon, the sound of breaking could be heard all over the spacious room.
Bo Yanchen, worried that the glass shards might hurt his son, tried to forcefully calm him down, only to be struck by a fist from his own child!
Although Tang Little Second was young, his punches were powerful; one punch made his old man's blood flow.
Bo Yanchen was stunned, "!"
