Boom!
Just as Ye Xuan was about to be caught up by Ye Tianhao, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and with a nonchalant palm strike, sent Ye Tianhao flying back.
"If my son has no shame, neither do I. If you want to lay a hand on Ye Xuan, you'll have to ask me if I agree first."
The person who intervened was an imposing, spirited old man, who stared indifferently at Ye Tianhao.
"Nangong Bo, you again? What does this have to do with you?"
Seeing clearly the person before him, Ye Tianhao's expression darkened. If it hadn't been for Nangong Bo's sudden intervention, Ye Ba might not have been defeated. Now, this same man was blocking him again. Nangong Bo had never had much to do with the Ye family, so why did he help Ye Xuan time and again?
"I just like this kid and dislike you. What can you do about it?"
