Qian Daoliu trembled all over with rage.
"You unfilial brat, just you wait."
Almost simultaneously, everyone across the continent formed a new opinion of Qian Xunji: he was the ultimate, unrivaled model of filial devotion.
Anyone else might have been slapped across the face by his own father, but Qian Xunji was different-a shining example of a dutiful son.
Once Qian Xunji finished speaking, the representatives of the major factions departed almost simultaneously.
As soon as they left, Qian Daoliu drew his sword and chased after Qian Xunji.
"Aren't you brave? Come on, if you can withstand my full-power strike, I'll twist my head off and let you kick it around like a ball."
Qian Xunji hurriedly fled. "Father, what are you saying? Do I look like an idiot?"
"You... hahaha!"
Qian Daoliu laughed in fury.
"So you do know fear! If I don't slash you today, I'll call you Father!"
Qian Xunji hastily said, "Father, don't!"
"What? Realized your mistake?"
Qian Daoliu thought Qian Xunji had finally gotten scared and backed down, but then Qian Xunji continued:
"No, Father, you misunderstood. Why not just call me Father now? That would save us some trouble."
Question marks covered Qian Daoliu's face. He thought he had misheard, but Qian Xunji repeated himself, infuriating Qian Daoliu so much that he nearly spat blood. He cursed:
"You unfilial brat! Such outrageous defiance! Die!"
Qian Daoliu attacked again, sword energy crisscrossing through the air.
Qian Xunji darted aside to dodge.
Holy shit, that nearly got me.
At that moment, the people standing below wore bewildered expressions.
"We'd better hurry and stop our elder brother, or Qian Xunji really will die."
They promptly rushed toward the battlefield ahead.
"Well... Teacher really does seem to have a death wish."
This was the first time Bibi Dong