Why Are You Suing This Official?

The Call

"Dad, you—you hit me?"

Furious, Zhao Xiaoliang clutched his cheek and stared in disbelief at the old man slowly lowering his hand.

"Xiaoliang, I'm doing this for your own good."

Zhao Biao glanced at his hand and sighed.

The slap had worked like a charm. Zhao Liang immediately calmed down.

Watching the father and son turn on each other, Li Bai's appetite instantly returned. He ought to celebrate with a big red-braised pork chop.

"He—he's a fraud!"

Zhao Liang pointed at Li Bai in exasperation.

He'd actually been slapped by his old man in front of an outsider.

It was a case of his loved ones suffering while his enemies rejoiced.

Li Bai swallowed his food and said with a gloating smile, "Uncle Zhao, see? It works pretty well. Whenever Xiaoliang has an episode, one slap is all it takes to bring him around."

Zhao Xiaoliang was doomed to cross paths with Li Bai. He was sorely in need of a beating—that much was certain.

The Great Demon wasn't someone you wanted to mess with. Anyone who went looking for trouble with him had better be ready to pay a heavy price.

"Li, don't push me too far!"

Zhao Xiaoliang flew into a rage and wanted to tear Li Xiao Bai apart. But when he remembered Li Xiao Bai's combat rating, he immediately backed down.

Damn it, not only could he not tear him apart, but Li Xiao Bai was practically sharp enough to cut him.

"Have I bullied you? A father disciplining his son is only natural!"

Li Bai curled his lip. This guy really couldn't stop taking his medicine. The moment he did, he went crazy—no, stupid. So stupid there was no cure.

"Xiaoliang, what are you talking about? Hurry up and apologize to Brother Xiao