"Ah!" Xiong Yue let out a scream, half of his face fractured, his body slammed down to the ground like a cannonball.
Who was it?
Furiously getting up, Xiong Yue then saw a plain-looking young man in white appearing in front of Su Yueli.
"Is it you, the little beast who crippled my father's hand?" Xiong Yue's eyes bulged in fury.
Su Yueli looked up at Ye Wudao, puzzled, and asked, "Who are you?"
"Wife, have you forgotten me?" Ye Wudao said with a smile.
"Scoundrel, shut up!" Su Yueli, angered, attempted to strike Ye Wudao with her sword.
"No, no..." Ye Wudao hastily dodged.
Long Zi, arms crossed, scoffed, "Heh, Xiong Yue, someone's here to steal your woman!"
"Hmph! I already had a grudge against this brat, and I've been looking for him. I never expected this kid to come to me on his own!" Xiong Yue exclaimed excitedly.
"You and your stupid brother are alike, brainless!" Ye Wudao taunted.
