Look at yourself now, you're like a madman, you have none of the demeanor of a great person. You really disappoint me.

After saying that, he turned to look at Qin Feng and coldly said:

"Although he is a good-for-nothing, he is still my son, Tang Tu, and the face of my Tang family. How dare you hit him and humiliate him? You are slapping the face of my Tang family. Tell me, how do you want to die?"

His tone was contemptuous and icy, and he looked at Qin Feng as if he were a dying ant.

He also unleashed his aura, causing ripples to spread through the surrounding air, forcing those who approached him to retreat repeatedly.

"Wow, late stage of Foundation Establishment, almost at perfection."

"Truly worthy of being one of the top figures in our Xilan City."

The Tang family members were even more arrogant, looking at Qin Feng with a mocking expression. At this moment, Qin Feng was just a dead man in their eyes.

"Kid, now you know you're regretting it, huh? You actually dared to make us go back and call for help. You really don't know what's good for you."

Xia Yunliang's heart was in his throat, and he didn't know what to say. This was an opponent he could not defeat, and it would be too easy for the other party to destroy him.

Qin Feng ignored the reactions of the others, pointed at Tang Shaorong, and asked indifferently.

"Are you the dog's father?"

Tang Tu laughed in extreme anger, his face turning even more disgusting than if he had eaten shit. Wasn't this a roundabout way of calling him a dog?

Before he could even speak, the Tang family members who arrived later couldn't hold back any longer.

"How dare you! Do you know who you're talking to?"

Qin Feng looked at him calmly and asked seriously, "Is there a problem? This uncle must be Tang Shaorong's father, right?"

"How dare you! What uncle? The head of the family is in his prime. He is indeed the father of Young Master Shao Rong."

Tang Shaorong had a bad feeling.

Qin Feng nodded and said seriously, "Then that's it. What should we call the father of this dog? Dog Father? Or Male Dog?"

"You dare to be so audacious and presumptuous! You're courting death!" The man was so angry that he was incoherent. He never expected that someone would be so bold as to dare to insult the head of the Tang family.

He tried to speak again, but Tang Tu stopped him.

"You really want to die?" Tang Tu's eyes were bloodshot, filled with icy killing intent.

"I don't quite understand what you mean. I'm just stating a fact. Everyone here heard your young master Tang barking like a dog. Anyone with hearing can hear it."

What is he if not a dog? And aren't you his father, the male dog?

Qin Feng asked for advice very seriously.

Tang Tu was also stunned, and even more furious, looking at Tang Shaorong with annoyance.

"Is he telling the truth? You really barked like a dog?"

Tang Shaorong's face turned pale instantly, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at his father.

The others looked at each other, not daring to speak, their expressions somewhat strange as they glanced at Qin Feng and then at the Tang father and son.

*Smack*

Tang Tu slapped his precious son again.

"Useless trash, you've really disgraced the Tang family. You've disappointed me greatly."

He then stared fiercely at Qin Feng, before scanning everyone present.

"I won't let you die so easily. I'll make you experience what it's like to wish you were dead. Also, keep everyone under control. Don't let a single one escape. Kill them all."

At this moment, Tang Tu exuded domineering aura, and Xi Lan's sovereign power was fully unleashed, domineering, tyrannical, and unreasonable.

This person is even more ruthless than Tang Shaorong.

"The Tang family head really has nothing to do with us."

"Yes, Patriarch Tang, we were just passing by."

“Patriarch Tang, this has nothing to do with our Xia family; it is merely Qin Feng’s personal behavior.”

...

Seeing that Tang Tu was serious, these people were terrified and began to beg for mercy, none of them daring to offend him.

Tang Tu said coldly, "You can only blame your bad luck for hearing my son's barking. I'll deal with you after I've dealt with this brat."

Qin Feng remained calm and composed.

"Keep pretending, keep pretending." Tang Tu said disdainfully.

"It's good that it's confirmed; it would be bad if it were wrong," Qin Feng muttered to himself.

*Smack*

Tang Tu was slapped to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

quiet.

The entire room fell silent.

How familiar this scene is.

At this moment, the audience had a strange feeling.

Gulu, Tang Shaorong had a bad feeling when he saw his own father being treated the same way he was.