"Wretched son, shut your mouth!"
Li Jing flushed with anger and snapped, "If you still see me as your father, then keep your mouth shut!"
"From now on, you won't say another word!"
"You're a child. Don't meddle in adults' affairs!"
"Besides, you caused this trouble without knowing right from wrong, and now you're still making a scene. Will you be satisfied only when every last person in Chentang Pass dies at your hands?"
He scolded Nezha furiously.
Nezha felt terribly wronged.
But how could he argue with his father?
Heaven was vast and earth was vast, but a father loomed large too. When his own father scolded him, his words carried unquestionable authority.
Nezha lowered his head, looking utterly aggrieved.
All the while, he shot furious looks at Yang An and the others, wishing he could flay them alive and rip out their tendons!
"High Immortal Dingguang, esteemed immortals, perhaps today's events were merely a misunderstanding. Why don't we turn a major matter into a minor one, then let the minor one go?"
Li Jing cupped his fists toward the immortals.
He forced a placating smile.
Immortal Dingguang looked down on him and did not bother to respond.
But Yang An understood what Immortal Dingguang wanted.
He sneered arrogantly. "What do you mean, 'turn a major matter into a minor one, then let it go'?"
"You mean I should bring all your dead back to life, and we should forget that your son killed one of our fellow disciples!?"
"So making the problem disappear only works in your favor?"
"Heh. What a joke."
"Li Jing, forget being commander of Chentang Pass. You'd be a natural at doing business!"
"Damn it, I can't believe you actually said that."
"A shameless man like you was born to be a merchant!"
"Hahahahahaha..."