He nearly blew a gasket when he looked up. His uncle had fled without even turning back!
Liu Yang cursed. "Wu Zong, you son of a b*tch, get the f**k back here!"
"Ghost!" Liu Yang's uncle, Wu Zong, responded without making sense before he ran off even faster.
Only then did Liu Yang recall that there was a monk ghost beside him! He didn't know when, but the monk had already arrived before them.
Liu Yang subconsciously stood up and put himself between Fangzheng and his family. His eyes stared wide at Fangzheng as the latter calmly looked at him, wishing to know what he was up to.
But after less than three seconds of that ferocious glare, Liu Yang suddenly plopped to his knees. He smacked himself three times in the face and said, wailing, "Master, I was wrong. I shouldn't have hit you. I shouldn't have tried to abduct the child for money. I was wrong. If you died an unjust death, kill me. But please, don't harm my mother!"
