"Tang Zichun! Have you fucking lost your mind?"
The sudden curse left Tang Zichun stunned where he stood.
Before he could recover, another voice ca through the phone, "Tang Zichun, I’m telling you, if you can’t coax Mr. Yin properly today, I’ll co to your house myself and flay you!"
"Hmph!"
With a heavy snort, the person on the other end hung up the phone directly.
Tang Zichun held his cell phone, standing still, his face still wearing a look of disbelief.
He really hadn’t expected that, even though he clearly called for help, why did the person on the phone end up scolding him instead?
But soon, Tang Zichun’s body trembled violently again.
He suddenly rembered what he had heard on the phone just now.
His stepfather...
Was actually telling him to appease Yin Tian?
Tang Zichun suddenly raised his head, looking at Yin Tian incredulously.
He hadn’t expected such a thing to happen!
Yin Tian, seeing Tang Zichun look over, also gave him a smile, "How about it? Seeing you like this, it seems that the people above you don’t seem to want to deal with you, huh?"
Tang Zichun’s face changed, just about to rebuke Yin Tian when his stepfather’s words once again ca to his mind.
The fat on his face trembled, and then he quickly put on a fawning smile, "Mr. Yin, if only you had said that you knew my stepfather earlier, would any of this have happened?"
Although he was reluctant, Tang Zichun still had to force a smile for Yin Tian.
Yin Tian also gave Tang Zichun a smile, "Patriarch Tang, how co you’ve suddenly changed your temperant so drastically? Let guess..."
"If I’m not mistaken, you must have been cursed out by your stepfather, and then he told you to please , right?"
The expression on Tang Zichun’s face stiffened, but he couldn’t argue and could only nod with a mournful face, "Mr. Yin, please be magnanimous and spare , alright? This is just a case of ’the flood washing the Dragon King Temple, where family doesn’t recognize family,’ isn’t it?"
Yin Tian wore a strange smile on his face, glanced at Tang Zichun, and then spoke at a leisurely pace, "So, Mu Lingshan..."
"Take her away! Take her at will!"
Tang Zichun spoke without hesitation, "From now on, she’s your person, she has nothing to do with my son, nothing to do with the Tang Family whatsoever!"
"Honest to speak, from the beginning, I never liked this woman, always acting promiscuously, seducing people everywhere..."
He was speaking, but suddenly choked on his words.
He nervously looked at Yin Tian.
Tang Zichun didn’t know what kind of relationship Yin Tian had with Mu Lingshan or if he had said sothing wrong just now.
And Mu Lingshan, standing behind Yin Tian, upon hearing Tang Zichun’s words, also had a touch of disappointnt flash through those fox-like eyes.
At this mont, she seed like a child abandoned by the world, standing there helpless.
But that touch of disappointnt quickly vanished, and she returned to looking like everything was calm and breezy, as if nothing could bother her.
Yin Tian, with his arms folded, watched Tang Zichun indifferently.
Tang Zichun, feeling exceedingly uneasy under Yin Tian’s gaze, awkwardly swallowed.
"The capital cri may be pardoned, but the corporal punishnt is inescapable."
Yin Tian said this and walked toward the platform.
He pulled the Golden Needle out from Tang Weijin’s leg and pricked him a few tis at several other acupoints on his body. Tang Weijin imdiately felt sensation return to his legs, which had been numb and seemingly no longer his own.
He struggled to get to his feet and looked at Yin Tian fearfully.
Even a fool would have realized by now that Yin Tian was an existence the Tang Family could not afford to provoke!
"You and your son, slap each other," Yin Tian stated calmly, standing there, "until one of you passes out."
Upon hearing these words, both Tang Zichun and Tang Weijin shuddered at the sa ti!
Slapping each other...
And it’s between father and son?
Could this actually be a thod that a human would think of to humiliate soone?
"What? You don’t want to?"
Yin Tian asked languidly.
Hearing the displeasure in Yin Tian’s words, Tang Zichun’s eyes grew fierce, and he raised his hand, striking Tang Weijin across the face with all his might.
Slap!
The slap sent Tang Weijin staggering almost to the ground.
Tang Weijin steadied himself, instinctively wanting to retaliate, but then suddenly realized that the person opposite him was his father.
"Hit back," Yin Tian said flatly, "until one of you passes out. And don’t think about fooling by faking unconsciousness; I can tell with one glance whether you have fainted or not."
Tang Weijin gritted his teeth and eventually retaliated.
Slap!
A slap landed on Tang Zichun’s face, causing the fat on his jowly face to tremble.
"You little bastard, you actually dare to hit back!" Tang Zichun roared, charging at Tang Weijin.
"I’m fucking your father!"
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