Looking at Zheng Xionghan's disgusting face, Jiang Ping An shook his head helplessly.
Whether in the mortal world or the God Realm, there was always this kind of trash.
Human nature would not change.
Gods were merely people with greater power.
Perhaps that was why every world had strife.
Zheng Chiyan flew to Zheng Xionghan's side. Seeing the smug, arrogant look on Zheng Xionghan's face, he vaguely realized something.
"What are you doing?"
Zheng Xionghan slightly lowered his legs and shoulders, his face full of ingratiating flattery.
"Cousin, I'm making this bastard pay up. We'll split it fifty-fifty afterward."
Although Zheng Xionghan was the elder cousin, their blood relation was not particularly close. They merely belonged to the same Lineage, and Zheng Xionghan had been born somewhat earlier.
Zheng Chiyan's expression immediately darkened as he ordered, "Apologize to brother Jiang."
"Huh?"
A stunned look appeared on Zheng Xionghan's fleshy face. He thought he had misheard.
Zheng Chiyan said again, "I told you to apologize to brother Jiang!"
"Why? Why should I apologize to this bastard?"
Zheng Xionghan simply could not understand why.
Zheng Chiyan gave him the answer. "Brother Jiang risked his life to save mine. Bullying him is bullying me. Apologize to Brother Jiang. I don't want to say it a third time!"
Hearing this, Zheng Xionghan was utterly dumbfounded.
What was going on? When had this Jiang Ping An ever saved Zheng Chiyan's life?
"Cousin, I'm your elder cousin. He's just an outsider..."
Smack!
Before Zheng Xionghan could finish speaking, Zheng Chiyan's palm struck his face.
A blood-red Palm Print immediately appeared on Zheng Xionghan's fleshy face. Several of his teeth were knocked out, and his mouth was filled with blood.
That slap had been extremely heavy.
Right afterward, Zheng Chiyan kicked the back of Zheng Xionghan's knee.