Han Feng transmigrated to a cultivation world and joined a medium-sized sect, Yellow Maple Valley. He unexpectedly activated a life simulator.
After each life simulation ended, he could save ...
Han Feng shook his head and said.
“My son is right. If it weren’t for him today, we would probably be homeless. There’s no reason to pity people like that.”
Han's mother also tried to persuade him.
"You're right."
Han's father nodded and said.
"You two should both kneel down and apologize."
Han Feng looked at Wang Er.
"You actually want me to kneel down? Are you looking for death?"
Wang Er was used to being arrogant, and he couldn't stand being criticized all of a sudden.
"It seems that someone doesn't want things to be settled so easily today."
Han Feng's voice grew even colder.
If his parents hadn't been there, he probably would have taken action long ago.
Zhang Xun's cultivation level at the Qi Refining stage was simply not enough to impress him.
Wang Er was just an ordinary person; killing him would have been far too easy.
"Are you an idiot? Didn't you see I'm kneeling down?"
Zhang Xun stood up and slapped Wang Er hard.
Even if Wang Er was stupid, he would realize that the person in front of him was someone he couldn't afford to offend.
The two knelt down and apologized to Han Feng's parents, showing how humble they had been just moments before.
"Sir, may we leave now?"
Zhang Xun asked tentatively.
"Okay, remember to close the door after you leave. I don't want to see you again."
Han Feng said expressionlessly.
"I promise, I promise I won't show up in front of adults again."
Zhang Xun and Wang Er quickly left the Han family's house and closed the door behind them.
Things are getting increasingly turbulent.
Han's father sighed.
"There's nothing we can do about it; the cultivators who have appeared recently are just too powerful."
Han's mother shook her head helplessly.