Chen Fu had stolen half of the peach, but his lower body could no longer support his increasingly plump upper body. He could not help but stand up slightly, moving one, two, three, where Xianjin could not see, ready to slack off.
"Third Master——"
Xianjin drawled out his words, "Raise your hands, press your thighs down, and don't give up halfway."
Chen Fu looked at the back of his stepdaughter Heiyaya’s head.
Is there a pair of eyes hidden in here?
"Don't look at me!" Xianjin shouted, "Look at your big belly and fat face! Look at you now, will my mother still recognize you?"
Chen Furu felt as if he was pricked by a needle. In an instant, he became like the Monkey King of Mount Emei who had drunk Red Bull.
After completing the Eighteen Forms of the Golden Body, he lowered his hands, letting his Qi return to his Dantian. He turned to look at Chen Fu and couldn't help but laugh, "Is the matter of the Bai family worth you rushing back in such a hurry?"
Chen Fu raised his head to drink tea, waving his hands repeatedly, and when he calmed down, he spoke, "This is too infuriating!"
"It was passed around and around until it reached my ears! I was so angry that I wanted to tear up the person who wrote this book right away!"
"Don't these people know how important a daughter's reputation is? They don't have daughters, so don't they have mothers?!"
Chen Fu's face flushed. "I immediately went to find Boss Shang. After searching for a long time, Boss Shang found the workshop where the book was printed. When I rushed there, the workshop had been turned upside down! The coward who wrote the book had his tendons cut and was lying in bed with a high fever, waiting to die."
Xianjin was stunned.
What?
Broken hand tendons and hamstrings?
Didn’t Zhen Sanlang just pull out his nails?
This person has onychomycosis, and it has infected one person and two others, and has spread to the tendons and bones?
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