A Dog That Bites Doesn't Bark

"Ahhh!!!"

Hearing this, Wang Rulong was beside himself with rage. He wanted nothing more than to grab the pretentious little punk and tear him limb from limb, wiping out his entire clan.

As a master, he could hear even a mosquito's buzz from two or three kilometers away.

Now the only excuse was that the wind was strong and he couldn't hear clearly. The kid was obviously messing with him.

But when you're under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head. He forced down his anger and shouted again, "I'm sorry!"

After saying those words, he felt as if he'd been drained, as though he'd spent every last ounce of strength.

"Good. I heard you clearly this time. You put plenty of force into it, too. If only you'd shown that much commitment when you were killing the Fishman Pirates," Xia Ping said with a beaming smile.

Wang Rulong had already learned to tune out the shameless bastard. Every time he spoke, he mocked him. If Wang Rulong listened to every word, he'd probably be so angry he'd have a stroke.

"Mr. Xia, we failed to teach him properly. I never imagined he'd grow into someone like this."

The middle-aged Wang Tong looked at Xia Ping and said, "I hope you won't hold this against the Wang Family. After all, our family has always held you in high regard."

"To make amends, we'd like to offer you ten billion Federal Coins as compensation for your emotional distress and the losses you suffered. I hope you'll accept."

Ten billion Federal Coins?!

Wang Rulong was going mad. Not only had he been forced to apologize, but now he had to compensate the punk, too. He'd never dreamed that the mighty King Family—the Wang Family of the Endless Sea—would humble themselves