Hearing Liu Zhen's naïve words, Liu Xiong could no longer hold back. He raised his hand and began slapping him.
"Slap, slap, slap, slap."
Every slap was delivered with full force, without the slightest mercy.
In just a few breaths, Liu Zhen clutched his face as blood continuously seeped from the corners of his mouth. Several of his teeth had been knocked out.
At this moment, he stared at Liu Xiong before him with a face full of terror. It had been a long time since he had seen his second brother this furious.
At that moment, he understood. It seemed he had truly caused a huge disaster.
Otherwise, his second brother would never have treated him like this.
"Stay here and don't go anywhere, understand?"
"I'll handle this next. If I can't handle it, then you're dead this time."
"Rest assured, Father really will kill you."
After speaking, Liu Xiong shot Liu Zhen a fierce glare, then turned and left, leading the people behind him toward the battlefield.
Leaving Liu Zhen standing there alone in a daze.
He understood that he had caused a huge disaster, but even now, he still did not understand exactly where he had gone wrong.
On the battlefield, Liu Xiong stood alone at its center. As he looked at Li Xiaoyao before him, a trace of appreciation flashed through his eyes.
"You're the opponent? I'll let you make the first move."
Li Xiaoyao raised the Wind Thunder Twin Hammers and pointed them at Liu Xiong, while Liu Xiong smiled and waved at him.
"You rest for a while first. I'm not looking for you."
After speaking, Liu Xiong turned his gaze toward the distant warship.
"Ye Lin, I am Liu Xiong, second young master of the Void Dragon Clan. Could you come out for