Yin Tianxi, who had been resting with his eyes closed while embracing his sword, slowly opened his eyes and turned his head. He wanted to see who was audacious enough to strike his son.
When he saw Ye Xiu approaching from a distance, his legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed in fright. Godfather? Damn it, what is he doing in Han Jin City?
"Was it that young man who hit you?" Yin Tianxi's mouth twitched as he asked in a low voice.
"It was him! His name is Ye Liangchen!" Yin Gaofei said viciously. "Dad, in my entire life, no one has ever dared to hit me. You must avenge me!"
The words had barely left his mouth when he saw his father, Yin Tianxi, shakily fumbling in his pocket. He pulled out a mask and hastily put it on as large beads of sweat slid down his forehead.
Yin Gaofei was utterly bewildered. What is going on?
