And when Lin Hao treated him, the means he had employed already thoroughly surpassed that of a Martial Artist.
Not to mention, even he himself, when facing Lin Hao, did not possess absolute confidence in defeating him.
What difference would it make to offend such a terrifying youth, who likely had an immense background, and to push the Yao Family into an endless abyss?
The ridiculous thing was, Yao Yuelan actually called him a pretty boy...
To be honest, that slap was really letting Yao Yuelan off easy. If she wasn't his own daughter, whether she could even survive would be questionable.
The only consolation was that Lin Hao seemed to not take this matter to heart.
"What are you still doing here? Scram!" Yao Wuya said in a deep voice to the people kneeling on the ground.
Yao Sanhong and the others, with gloomy faces, walked towards the outside of the house.
