"You could think that way, so it seems you're not completely stupid," the Crimson Firmament Immortal King said.
"Father, I'm already a Quasi-Immortal King. Why do you still see me as that foolish boy?" Chi Hong said with a bitter smile. Was he really that stupid?
"What, after eating a few more years' worth of rice, your wings have grown hard? Your father can't criticize you anymore?" the Crimson Firmament Immortal King retorted.
"No, no, no. Say whatever you wish, Father. Your son is listening."
Chi Hong hurriedly clasped his fists. He knew all too well how explosive his old father's temper was. If he truly enraged him, his backside would definitely suffer.
He was already a Quasi-Immortal King now. He could not get his backside beaten again. How humiliating would that be?
"Since you have no objections, then this king shall go vent some anger on the Song Celestial Clan."
The Crimson Firmament Immortal King was truly furious now!
He could not defeat Nangong Xiangtian, but could he not defeat a mere Song Celestial Clan?
Just then, Song Fei returned.
She had just respectfully seen Hua Yunfei, Nangong Wentian, and the others out of the Red Cloud Sect.
Her expression was ugly. Even now, she could not understand why the Crimson Firmament Immortal King would not help her, his daughter.
"Song Fei, leave. Our fate ends here," Chi Hong said, turning to look at Song Fei.
Since his old father had developed killing intent toward the Song Celestial Clan, he naturally had to sever his ties with Song Fei.
He owed Song Fei nothing. Over the years, all he had gotten from her was her body, while Song Fei had used him, used the name of the Red Cloud Sect and the Crimson Firmament Immortal King, to gain far