"Meow~"
Kitten started in fright and hurriedly dodged aside.
Song Ziyun slammed hard into a tree, clutched his ribs, and let out a wail.
Kitten leaped into a tree and watched Song Ziyun curiously.
"Oh, my son! You little bastard, what are you doing!"
Father Song hurried over to Song Ziyun.
Among the young cultivators, the one named Lin Xiao stepped forward.
"We were just sparring. Who knew he was so weak?"
"Son, are you all right?"
Song Ziyun was in too much pain to speak.
Lin Xiao said, "If you're this weak, don't go imitating others and getting into fights."
"You little bastard, why did you hit my son? If anything happens to him, you haven't heard the last of me!"
Lin Xiao spread his hands. "Uncle, we were just sparring.
"Besides, I haven't heard the last of you? What exactly are you going to do..."
"Lin Xiao!"
Guan Li came over and caught hold of Lin Xiao, glaring at him. "What are you doing!"
"Just sparring with him, letting him see how cruel the cultivation world is," Lin Xiao said indifferently.
"Couldn't you have gone easier on him!"
"I couldn't stop myself~"
With that, Lin Xiao said to Song Ziyun and his father, "Hey, uncle, a word of advice.
"For cultivators, life and death hang in the balance at every turn. If you don't want to lose that precious son of yours, go home."
"You... you..."
Father Song pointed at Lin Xiao and cursed him roundly. "Say what you like, but why did you have to beat my son like this?
"Just you wait. You haven't heard the last of me!"
Lying on the tree, Kitten rolled her big eyes, looking first this way, then that way.
She seemed to find it very interesting.
Old Ox, meanwhile, deftly