But shouts like that did nothing to stop Dongfang Yuechu's fists, so Golden Ring Young Master could only change targets and yell, "Tu Shan Hong Hong! Is this how you treat your guests?"
Dongfang Yuechu didn't stop. He merely sneered, "I don't know what Tu Shan's hospitality is like, but if you try to steal my wife, then we'll have to fight!"
Golden Ring Young Master had barely managed to protect his face. Hearing Dongfang Yuechu's words, he immediately asked uncertainly, "Your wife? Who?"
Tu Shan Hong Hong and Tu Shan Rongrong also looked at Dongfang Yuechu. They didn't know why he'd suddenly gone mad after seeming unwilling just a moment ago.
Though Dongfang Yuechu had been raised by his grandpa, he'd learned the art of shamelessness from his mother. When he saw Tu Shan Hong Hong looking at him too, he calmly said, "I'm the reincarnation of the little Daoist! The boss and I were a couple in our past lives."
As soon as Dongfang Yuechu finished speaking, a little fist came flying at him, sending him tumbling a long way off.
"You want to be my brother-in-law? You're not good enough!"
When Dongfang Qin Lan was little, she'd been coaxed into training in body techniques. After becoming a mother herself, of course she made Dongfang Yuechu train too.
Dongfang Qin Lan thought the best way to teach her son body techniques was to beat him herself. The more he got hit, the tougher he'd become, and the quicker his reflexes would be.
Though the method wasn't exactly reliable, the results were decent. Dongfang Yuechu took a punch and got nothing more than a bump on his forehead. He stubbornly got back to his feet, completely unfazed for the fight.
Still, after being hit for no reason, he grumbled