As she spoke, Nangong Ling gave Ning Fan a resentful glance, muttering to herself, "This lucky brat."
In her eyes, Ning Fan completely relied on luck to dodge that fierce kick.
"Stubborn girl, just admit you're not as skilled as others."
Nangong Xiong, although not present at the scene, knew his daughter's half-baked skills all too well, otherwise he wouldn't have sent his most promising disciple over.
"Old man, what nonsense are you talking? Believe it or not, I'll hit you."
"You've gone too far, daring to hit your old man. You ungrateful girl."
...
Listening to the father and daughter start arguing, Ning Fan was completely stunned, his mouth agape, turning into stone.
He, the main character, was completely forgotten by everyone.
"This family's temperament is really too peculiar."
Just then, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a high-end suit hurriedly ran out, muttering, "Father-in-law, dear wife, please stop quarreling."
