Upon hearing Tie Hualong's explanation, Tie Haijiao finally understood his father's meaning, and couldn't help but secretly admire him. It turned out that the older the ginger, the spicier it gets.
"Humph, you little brat, listen carefully, don't keep leaning towards Wu Qingxia. If you ruin my reputation, see how I'll deal with you!"
Tie Hualong said to his son, knowing his son best. Just from that moment, he knew that the lustful Tie Haijiao fancied Wu Qingxia, and feeling uneasy, he reminded him once more. Tie Haijiao didn't speak, just scratched his head and chuckled.
A silent night passed, and the sky was brightly lit the next morning. That night, the Second Elder and others did not sleep well; they kept imagining what it would be like to have their own territory, so excited they couldn't fall asleep.
