You Talk Like That

"What an impressive Ao Family." At that moment, the cross-dressed girl curled her lips into a cold sneer, as though she had never taken the Ao Family seriously.

Ao Sifang sneered when he saw this. "My Ao Family has my father, Ao Tianguang, backing it. Of course it's impressive. What, you're not convinced?"

"Cough, cough..."

The abrupt coughing made everyone present turn toward the sound.

They saw that the one coughing was a handsome young man in a green robe, with an extraordinary bearing.

Uncle Golden Lion's heart tightened the moment he saw him.

When the cross-dressed girl saw Li Zhōujūn, a trace of surprise also appeared on her face.

At the same time, Ao Sifang frowned and said, "Where did this sickly brat come from? Why are you coughing at such a solemn occasion? If you're sick, go home and get treated!"

"You rebellious son! How dare you!"

Just then, a figure suddenly appeared beside Ao Sifang. With a sweep of his broad sleeve, he sent Ao Sifang flying with a resounding slap.

In an instant, Ao Sifang's body spun through the air like a kicked ball, blood spraying from his mouth. After whirling wildly for quite some time, he crashed heavily to the ground, one leg twitching.

At the same time, everyone finally got a clear look at the newcomer: a handsome, middle-aged man dressed in silver robes.

"City Lord!"

"The City Lord actually showed himself in person?"

The bystanders were all stunned when they saw the silver-robed middle-aged man.

It was obvious that this man was the City Lord of Silver Dragon City—the father of Ao Sifang, Ao Tianguang.

Ao Tianguang hurriedly clasped his hands toward the young man in green robes and said respectfully, "This little dragon, Ao Tianguang, City Lord of Silver Dragon City, pays