"Excellent! Make that piece of trash return my arm!"
Di Yongjun had already reattached his arm, but he was pale from excessive blood loss, and his eyes were filled with venom and hatred as he looked at Di Moyu.
"Pah! You shameless old bastard!"
Before Di Mingkun could speak, Ji Fanya couldn't help but shout, "You guys, bullying the weak and losing, don't you feel ashamed? You even push your luck! You're just trash who can't even beat me, and all you do is hide behind the adults. What kind of skill is that!"
"Yeah, I don't know who said that our senior brother only knows how to hide behind others."
At this moment, Zhan Wushuang was also waving his feather fan, sneering with a look of disdain, "Now that our senior brother is going head-to-head with you, you can't even last one move, and you're still hiding behind grandpa. Tsk tsk, you really have a thick skin."
These words essentially reversed everything that Di Yongjun had just said.
"You...you!"
Upon hearing this, Di Yongjun felt both ashamed and angry, and was so speechless that he couldn't utter a single word. However, his eyes seemed to want to devour Zhan Wushuang whole.
"Yu'er, is what they're saying true?"
Upon hearing this, Di Mingkun looked at Di Moyu with some surprise and asked, "You really didn't use a single move to cripple Di Yongjun?"
"kindness."
Looking at Di Mingkun, Di Moyu's expression softened slightly, and he nodded gently.
"How could you be so mean, hitting me so hard!"
Upon hearing this, Di Mingkun immediately frowned and reprimanded him sternly, "Even if you're angry, he's still your cousin, your closest relative. Doesn't he have any pride? Next time, remember to take two moves before crippling him, understand?"
Although Di Mingkun appeared calm on the surface, he was secretly overjoyed.
Back when Di Moyu couldn't cultivate, he suffered a lot of bullying from Di Yongjun in the Di family. Although he always stopped him in time, it was naturally the best that Di Moyu could get revenge himself now.
After two years, he actually managed to defeat a Heavenly Profound Realm expert. This brat is truly remarkable; he deserves to be Emperor Mingkun's grandson!
Well done!
"Yes, grandson has learned a lot."
After listening, Di Moyu's lips twitched slightly, and he nodded with a smile in his eyes.
"whee…"
Meanwhile, Ji Fanya and the others, who had initially thought Di Moyu was going to be scolded, couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle.
The eldest brother's grandfather is really funny. His words are so venomous. They sound like he's criticizing Di Moyu, but every single one of them is actually a veiled insult to Di Yongjun for being too useless.
Every word hits home; someone with a heart condition might have suffered a heart attack from anger on the spot.
"Di Mingkun, you...you're going too far!"
Sure enough, after hearing these words, Emperor Jianqing and his grandson, who originally thought that Emperor Mingkun was going to teach Emperor Moyu a lesson, were so angry that their chests heaved violently and their faces turned green.
"Am I going too far?"
At this point, Di Mingkun stopped pretending and retorted domineeringly, "Your grandson is twenty-five years old and can't beat my Yu'er, a twelve-year-old child. How dare you say that?"
"I...I..."
"What do you mean, 'you'? You're a shameless old man! At your age, you're already helping the two kids fight, but you actually tried to lay a hand on my Yu'er!"
Before Di Jianqing could finish speaking, Di Mingkun interrupted him, "Let me tell you, if it weren't for the fact that my Yu'er is back safe and sound today, and I'm in a good mood, I would have beaten you up too. Now get the hell out of here!"
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