Past Entanglements
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shen Wuxiao gathered his strength and unleashed a Heaven Shaking Break, smashing it mercilessly toward Shen Tianhong.
However, the gap in Cultivation Level could not be bridged.
Especially above the Martial Emperor realm.
Let alone an entire major realm—even a single minor stage was an enormous difference.
Shen Wuxiao's powerful strike was broken with a casual flick of Shen Tianhong's hand.
Instead, it sent Shen Wuxiao flying far away.
After steadying himself, Shen Wuxiao shook his armguard.
"Not fighting anymore. What the hell kind of fight is this?" Shen Wuxiao withdrew his attacking stance.
Shen Tianhong, on the other hand, was extremely pleased. He stepped forward and patted his shoulder.
"Sure enough, a tiger father has no dog son. Compared to me back then, you're only lacking even a little bit!"
Shen Wuxiao patted his shoulder as well.
"Yeah, a dog father has no tiger son. Compared to the future me, you're only lacking even a little bit!"
Shen Tianhong rolled his eyes at him.
Shen Wuxiao burst out laughing. "Come on, come on, let's drink tea. Have you got any new tea lately?"
"Yes, but we're not drinking it. You'll take it away. Ordinary tea is enough." Shen Tianhong gave him no face at all.
Shen Wuxiao shook his head. "I'll still take what needs taking. Why save it?"
That tone made it obvious he was planning to rob him.
A brutal bandit son of a bandit father.
The father and son headed back toward the villa.
"Seriously, dad, is there really nothing between you and aunt Tianjin? I think she's always liked you."
"Back in Salt City, I really saw that she used your photo as her wallpaper."
Shen Tianhong glanced at him. "In my life, I've only loved your mother.