If You Do Not Despise Me, I Wish to Take You as My Adoptive Father!

Cuckold! Traitor! Scoundrel!

That supposedly refined and elegant Young Master Jiang was nothing more than a shameless bastard who only coveted other men's wives!

The moment Wang Tianhua saw Jiang Che, he nearly lost control of the Primordial Power within him.

His hatred for Jiang Che was no less than his hatred for that unfilial son, Wang Mo.

It was this bastard who had cuckolded him, made him wear a bright green hat, and turned him into the laughingstock of the entire Wang family!

What man could possibly endure something like this?

Though he dearly wished to hack this human-faced beast before him into eight pieces, reason told Wang Tianhua that he absolutely could not do that.

He had heard Venerable Wang's cry of alarm loud and clear and knew that Jiang Che was a powerful Astral Force martial artist.

With his current pathetic skills, confronting Jiang Che would only mean getting hung up and beaten. A single glance from the other man could easily kill him.

Endure!

A gentleman's revenge was never too late, even after ten years.

Frantically telling himself to stay calm, Wang Tianhua took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his heart, which was on the verge of exploding. His voice trembled, unable to conceal the chill within it.

"What is Young Master Jiang trying to accomplish by doing this?"

"Surely how I, Wang Tianhua, discipline my son has nothing to do with you, Young Master Jiang?"

His tone was respectful, yet full of veiled mockery, ridiculing Jiang Che for meddling in other people's business.

What business was it of an outsider if he, Wang Tianhua, wanted to discipline his unfilial son?

As he spoke, Wang Tianhua looked toward his wife, Yang Jingshu, beside Jiang Che. Yet he saw that her expression was icy, cold as