"Understood, Master!" Tang Hao said, enunciating every word.
From that moment on, A Yin could be considered Di yihong's woman.
No matter how dissatisfied or aggrieved Tang Hao felt, he could only let it go from then on.
Tang Hao knew very well that if he dared show even the slightest defiance toward Di yihong now—
he would not even be able to see A Yin again.
Compared to never seeing A Yin again, having her resurrected and standing before him now—
was already the greatest blessing Tang Hao could ask for.
Meanwhile, in a hall not far away, Bo Saixi and Tang Chen knew every detail of what had happened.
"Chen Chen, your son's wife was snatched away by Di yihong," Bo Saixi said.
"Don't you want to seek justice for your son?"
"If you need it, I can step in and help you."
Seeing that Bo Saixi wanted to intervene in his affairs, Tang Chen immediately and tactfully declined her suggestion.
Tang Chen had witnessed Di yihong's strength firsthand.
Moreover, if not for Di yihong's help, he would not have been able to break free from the Divine Trial.
Nor would he be able to stay here now, living such a sweet life with Bo Saixi.
If they dared interfere now, not only would Bo Saixi be no match for Di yihong—
they might even provoke Di yihong's wrath.
At the thought of Di yihong's strength, Tang Chen's scalp went numb.
"Xixi, children and grandchildren have their own fortunes. There's no need for us to interfere," Tang Chen said.
"And listen to me. No matter what Di yihong does, try not to provoke him."
"He is not someone we can afford to provoke."
From Tang Chen's words, Bo Saixi could tell that Di yihong was very powerful.
But