Hearing this voice, Hou Baoguo's expression was ice-cold.
"Jia Songshan, perfect timing," he said.
"Today, I am going to thoroughly teach this beast a lesson," he declared.
With that, Hou Baoguo strode out.
At this moment, in the living room, a man in his thirties wearing a sharp suit sat on the sofa.
This man was Jia Songshan.
Next to Jia Songshan was a middle-aged man, about fifty years old.
Zhou Yu recognized at a glance that this middle-aged man was at the peak of the Innate realm.
Eight or nine times out of ten, it was this man who had injured Hou Baoguo.
Seeing Hou Baoguo, Jia Songshan looked surprised.
"Old Hou, I didn't expect that you could stand up so soon at your age, that's really awesome," he commented.
Hou Baoguo let out a cold snort.
"Jia Songshan, today, I am going to properly discipline you for your grandfather's sake," Hou Baoguo said.
Jia Songshan's face was full of mockery.
"Oh?"
