Son?
Qin Jun was dumbfounded, his expression stunned as though he had misheard.
The wild man nodded with a smile. "Agreed?"
Damn it!
Who wanted to be your son?
I want to be your father!
Qin Jun's fury blazed in his heart. A man could be killed, but never humiliated!
He shouted in a deep voice, "Agreed my ass!"
If not for the vast disparity in their strength, he truly wanted to punch the wild man to death.
"Ass?" The wild man blinked, clearly somewhat confused.
Fuxi and Zhao Gongming were extremely tense. In particular, seeing Qin Jun dare to directly confront the wild man, they admired him while also feeling worried.
Rumble—
The earth shook violently again. Like an arrow, Qiang Liang flew up from the deep pit and landed beside Qin Jun and the wild man.
However, because Qin Jun and the wild man stood too close together, Qiang Liang did not dare attack rashly.
Gritting his teeth, he said, "If you have the guts, fight me! Don't touch my Majesty!"
His face was covered in blood, and he looked utterly miserable. Even he could not withstand the wild man's fists and kicks, much less Qin Jun.
The wild man turned toward Qiang Liang and sneered. "If I wanted to kill you, you and that little fellow from earlier would already be dead."
The little fellow he meant was naturally Mo Xuanzi in the distance.
Mo Xuanzi was merely at the late stage of the Saint Realm. How could he have withstood that savage stomp?
Qin Jun's expression did not ease. Suppressing his rage, he asked, "What exactly do you want?"
The feeling of being toyed with made him extremely displeased.
The wild man shrugged and laughed. "What else could I want? I want you to be my