"Father..."
Zhou Haiyang suddenly dropped to his knees before him, giving Li Yi a fright, and he looked toward his father. He knew his father had done this to avenge him, and warmth immediately filled his heart.
Wu Tao smiled gently at Li Yi, then his gaze fell on Zhou Haiyang. The pressure he exerted on Zhou Haiyang still had not eased.
Zhou Haiyang knelt on the ground, and especially with a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator standing before him, shame flooded his heart beyond measure... But no matter how he roused all his Magic Power and Divine Sense, he could not break free from the pressure on him.
"Li Mo, how dare you..." Zhou Haiyang forced his head up, his face flushed scarlet, his eyes red and nearly splitting as he glared at Wu Tao. If looks could kill, Wu Tao would already have been cut to pieces by a thousand blades.
Even though Wu Tao's pressure left him unable to move, like fish meat on the chopping board, Zhou Haiyang felt no fear at all, because behind him stood Zhou Xinyang, and behind him stood the entire Golden Sun Peak.
Hearing Zhou Haiyang's words, Wu Tao naturally knew what Zhou Haiyang was thinking. He gave a light laugh and said, "Fellow daoist, Li is merely repaying a man with his own methods!"
"You..." Zhou Haiyang stared viciously at Wu Tao, killing intent rising in his heart. Wu Tao could naturally sense the killing intent Zhou Haiyang gave off, but he did not care.
To him, Zhou Haiyang was nothing more than someone he could suppress with a casual hand.
"Let me go!" Zhou Haiyang roared.
"Hm? Daoist Li Mo, I've only ever heard that you have a son, never that you have a grandson... So why has this grandson