"You little bastard! Is that any way to talk to your Great-Grandpa?"
"If I'm a bastard, what does that make you?" Li Yichen wasn't afraid of him. To people like them, nothing in the world mattered more than carrying on the family line.
"You little punk, you're going to be the death of me!" Ghost Emperor Haoran panted with rage and snapped, "Do you really think I wouldn't beat you?"
"Come on, then... kill me if you can. If I so much as dodge, I'm your grandson."
"Goddammit! If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'm your grandpa!" Haoran was so furious he could barely think straight. He had even forgotten why he had come.
Then the void suddenly split open, and an enormous hand reached out of the rift, blotting out the sky as it grabbed at Li Yichen.
Rumble...
Fierce winds rose at once, and the earth shook. Li Yichen's clothes and those of the others flapped wildly as boundless pressure bore down on them.
"Great-Grandpa... please show mercy!" Seeing this, Ouyang Xuanxuan, Mo Yurou, and the other women hurried in front of Li Yichen.
"We apologize on our husband's behalf. If you have to punish someone, punish us."
Although every one of them had gone pale with fright, they stubbornly stood in front of Li Yichen.
"Hmm?" Ghost Emperor Haoran frowned and said coldly, "Have you lost your minds? Is this little punk worth it?"
"He is..." This time, the usually quiet Jiang Ruoyi was the first to speak up. "We may not be very clever, but we know our husband truly cares about us."
Then the women stared at Ghost Emperor Haoran without a trace of fear on their faces.
After a long silence, Ghost Emperor Haoran suddenly grinned, and the pressure vanished.
"Good... very