Emperor Level my ass, Red Spider Lily my ass, do I need to rely on my son's blood money to break through?
Leng Ao, I'm telling you, if you don't give me a clear explanation, I'll go underground and tell the old man, is this how you treat the Su Family, after all the lives we've protected for you, you old immortal?"
Looking at Su Anyong, who was raging like never before, Leng Ye couldn't help but feel a headache.
"I already told that little brat, I never lie, yet they make me talk to you, you fool! And you, why the hell are you rushing? All those years of practice for nothing."
Looking at Su Anyong whose eyes were bloodshot and breathing heavily like a blower, Leng Ye rarely poured him a cup of Cold Snow Tea that he himself rarely drank and said:
"There is a reason for this after all. Besides, it won't help to be angry or oppose it, it's already decided. Not only Su Ping asked for it, but the Holy Dragon also agreed."
