If You Can't Kill a Bull with One Punch, You Don't Deserve to Be a Jia!

"I naturally follow Master's lead!" Ao Yulie felt it was better to be cautious.

"That's enough. Get a feel for the situation. Whatever it is, we'll talk tomorrow," Tang Luo said.

It was already the middle of the night, so it was hardly appropriate to go running around everywhere.

He grabbed the unconscious Jia Zhen out of thin air and tossed him outside.

Jia Zhen traced a perfect arc through the air before crashing heavily into the courtyard outside, taking an even worse fall than before.

After throwing Jia Zhen out, Tang Luo could not be bothered to look at him again. He turned around, returned to the room, and left the door slightly ajar.

Back in the inner room, Tang Luo stood beside the bed and said, "You're awake."

Qin Keqing stirred and sat up, her long black hair falling loose and concealing half her face in the darkness. "Husband, Father-in-law, he..."

"I drove him away," Tang Luo said.

Qin Keqing had actually awakened when Jia Zhen began pounding on the door. Tang Luo had clearly felt her body suddenly tense and her fists clench.

Judging from her reaction, she and Jia Zhen had not yet gotten involved at this point. Jia Zhen was merely nursing a one-sided obsession.

Jia Zhen had said, "You just took a wife," so Jia Rong must have only recently married.

Yet Jia Zhen had come pounding on the door in the middle of the night so soon after the wedding. He was certainly impatient, though drunkenness was also part of the reason.

Had he not been drunk, Jia Zhen might not have acted so recklessly.

But his intentions were probably as obvious as Sima Zhao's—known even to passersby.

"Husband..." Qin Keqing was about to say more when Tang Luo waved a hand and