Medicine Elder slapped Feng Gong so hard that he spun three and a half times on the spot.
A tooth flew from his mouth, the corner of his lips split open, and he suffered a mild concussion.
Feng Gong could not even speak before Medicine Elder pinned him down and started beating him.
"I'll teach you to be bad! I'll teach you to be bad! Stealing other people's pills and cursing them, huh? Cursing people, huh? Pissing, huh? Pissing, huh? You were peeping at women bathing when you were seven! Tell me, what kind of worthless bastard does that make you? Could an upright man like me possibly let you off!?"
Feng Nianxia brandished his blade and roared, "Old man, let go of my stuff!"
The Three Brothers blocked the way. Just as they were about to speak, a dart flew over and embedded itself in the ground.
A Da glanced at it, his expression changing as his face darkened. "Retreat."
With a bang, the Three Brothers vanished instantly.
Feng Niandong shouted, "Charge! Rescue the Patriarch!"
Zhao Ritian rolled up his sleeves. "I've finally been waiting for this moment!"
At that moment, Lu Chengwen and Long Aotian both took a step back, turned around, and quietly slipped away.
Zhao Ritian was still excited. "I'll deal with Feng Nianxia in a bit. Senior Brothers, you..."
Zhao Ritian looked over and saw that those two bastards had run off!
They were crouching low with their backs hunched, and from behind, they looked like two weasels on the lam.
Zhao Ritian looked at the Feng Family members and muttered, "I'm not helping either. Who told your disciple's grandson to hit me?"
Then he turned and chased after Lu Chengwen and Long Aotian.
Feng Gong shouted at his sons, "Ignore me! Kill Lu Chengwen!