"Asshole! This old guy is getting worse and worse as he gets older!"
"How dare you provoke me like this and then hang up on me!"
At this time, in a manor in the suburbs of Shangjing, Mr. Wang's hair was gray, but his eyebrows were dark and shiny. His originally kind expression became distorted and ugly. After smashing his phone to pieces in frustration, he glared at his eldest son angrily:
"Get ready! Old man, I'm going to Jiangnan myself."
"I really want to ask that old man Anxiong, who the hell is not a man!"
However, as the eldest son of the Wang family, Wang Yuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, then stepped forward and patted his father on the back.
Then he comforted:
"Dad, you're old, why bother getting angry with Mr. An?"
"He's already half buried, so what if you come looking for him?"
It has to be said that as Wang Gu's father, Wang Yuan can still laugh even though his son was seriously injured.
Even Old Master Wang Tiexin was secretly shocked by the depth of his cunning.
It turned out that Wang Tiexin was just talking, acting for his son to see, so that his son wouldn't say that he didn't vent his anger for his eldest grandson.
"Thank goodness you're still calm. So, tell me, your son got beaten. What would you do?"
Wang Tiexin walked down the slope and sat on a reclining chair, closing his eyes to rest.
Anyway, he felt very relieved that the Wang family had entrusted these sons to him.
"From what I heard from Elder An just now, it seems that he is not just willful. As far as I know, Ye Fanchen broke the world record before and is considered a talent. But for the An family to protect him like this, he must have some extraordinary qualities."
"So, in order to avoid a complete break with the An family, I think it's better to let someone get in touch with Ye Fanchen."
"If he is truly capable, we can win him over and have him serve our Wang family in the future."
"But if you have no ability and just rely on the An family to bully others..."
Wang Yuan said this and made a gesture of wiping his neck.
You know, Wang Yuan was also very angry when he learned that his son was seriously injured.
I wish I could find someone to go to the An family and question them on the spot.
But as the eldest son, he was very calm.
After realizing it, I immediately analyzed the pros and cons.
As long as his son is not dead, everything will be fine.
After all, Wang Yuan had long been aware of his son's character and had told him before not to be too arrogant when going out.
When Wang Gu was dealt with this time, he actually felt that it was a training for his son.
I hope he can smooth out his edges and become more sober in the future.
"Um..."
Wang Tiexin didn't say much about this, just responded with a soft sound.
Seeing this, Wang Yuan left without saying anything and went to take care of the matter, and also took his son back to recuperate.
Although he said he was relieved, he was still worried that his son would suffer from some sequelae.
However, Wang Yuan did not notice that after he left, his father Wang Tiexin opened his eyes, but his eyes were full of doubts.
Because, based on his understanding of Anxiong, he knew that Anxiong was not such an impulsive person at all.
But ever since An Xiong came into contact with Ye Fanchen, he seemed to have changed completely?
This made Wang Tiexin, who had a keen sense of smell, wonder if something had happened that he didn't know about?
Is Ye Fanchen really as simple as he seems?
"Can an ordinary person break a world record?"
"What on earth is that old man Anxiong doing?"
"Haha...Interesting, it's getting more and more interesting."
Wang Tiexin's eyes flickered as he recalled something he had just heard from his confidant the day before yesterday.
It seems that Ye Fanchen's name reached the ears of the top leaders of Xia State because of some other events.
Although Wang Tiexin was not sure whether that Ye Fanchen was this Ye Fanchen.
But be careful and cautious.
It’s right after all.
Two days later.
Inside the Genting Highlands Villa.
After Ye Fanchen withdrew the formation, several weapons fell to the ground with a bang.
The original four bone blades have been forged by Ye Fanchen into two exquisite palm-sized hidden swords, a waist sword that is very tough and as thin as a piece of cardboard, and a dazzling array of more than a dozen throwing weapons, darts, and boomerangs.
He gave these two exquisite hidden blades to his mother Liu Jiayi.
That waist sword was given to my father Ye Xiao as a belt.
As for these hidden weapons, Ye Fanchen kept them for himself in case of emergency.
"Son, have you packed your clothes?"
"I heard that Lake Province is much colder than here. You have to call us when you get there, okay?"
"Be sure to come back early after you finish your work. Mom and Dad are waiting for you!"
Even though I know that my son is no longer the same as before.
But Liu Jiayi and Ye Xiao couldn't help nagging.
"Dad, Mom, I remember. An Muxi has prepared everything."
Ye Fanchen didn't escape until An Muxi drove the Beetle sports car to lend him.
Otherwise, he doubted he could be nagged all day long!
Sure enough, after getting in the car, Ye's father and mother told An Muxi to keep an eye on Ye Fanchen outside and told him not to cause trouble.
In response to this, An Muxi agreed verbally, but smiled bitterly in his heart.
Please...
If Brother Ye really wants to cause trouble, how can she stop him?
If others don't provoke him, it will be like smoke rising from other people's ancestral graves!
It was not until Ye Fanchen and An Muxi arrived at the station that Lu Tianming, who was still waiting, immediately came up to greet them with a smile.
"Hello, Master Ye! Hello, Miss Mu Xi!"
Lu Tianming is used to keeping a low profile when he is out.
He was wearing a thick coat and dressed like a country bumpkin.
He didn't dare to neglect either Ye Fanchen or An Muxi.
The former was far beyond his reach in martial arts, and the latter, the power of the An family also made him dare not act recklessly.
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