Zhou Lingxing's raised hand hovered in mid-air, unsure whether to fall or not.
Finally, he kicked that infuriating bastard aside.
He named his son Zhengjiao, hoping he would become his pride, but things didn't go as planned.
They lack talent and are unwilling to put in the effort.
The only thing that motivated him was that he spent all his time, day and night, trying to find an heir for him.
From this perspective, his son does have some self-awareness.
Zhou Zhengjiao Zhou Lingxing, whose beard was trembling with anger and who looked like he was about to beat him up, he quickly changed the subject.
"Um, they haven't come out yet. Could it be that they've been stopped by the Church of Justice?"
When the conversation turned to business, Zhou Lingxing's expression returned to normal somewhat.
With his hands clasped behind his back, a murderous intent flashed in his old, unpredictable eyes.
"Even if those scoundrels from the Church of Justice obtain the Spirit Weapon, they won't leave here alive easily."
Zhou Zhengjiao knew that his father and the commander of the Divine Wind Camp must have made a backup plan, but since his father didn't say anything, he didn't ask.
Actually, I was just too lazy to ask.
Anyway, such a major event is not something an ordinary person like him should concern himself with.
There's a saying that goes, "Nothing in the world is difficult; it's just that mediocre people make trouble for themselves."
So he doesn't ask, and therefore doesn't need to worry.
His biggest dream in life is to one day be able to find a powerful patron like his father.
Then you can directly elevate someone to the Ninth Rank, and reach the pinnacle of life.
Hehehe~~~
It sounds wonderful.
"Hey? By the way, Dad, who exactly did Yan Shuai send over? The people he sent must be extraordinary."
Zhou Lingxing knew exactly what kind of person his son was. The moment Zhou Zhengjiao opened his mouth, he knew what the other was thinking.
"The people he arranged are naturally extraordinary; they might even be some formidable genius from the Divine Wind Camp, but don't even think about trying to curry favor with them."
Zhou Zhengjiao didn't feel ashamed at all when his thoughts were exposed.
Why? Why can't I hug you?
Zhou Lingxing rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"Why do you think that is? The highest High-Stage Third Rank- High-Stage Third Rank be? You yourself are already Late-Stage Fourth Rank person, and you still want to suck up to him? Have some self-respect!"
"Dad, you can't say that! Although I'm already Late-Stage Fourth Rank, I'm over forty years old, and I reached that level by using a lot of pills and rare herbs. I'm completely incomparable to geniuses who cultivate through their own hard work. They're at the level of the sun, moon, and stars, while I'm just trash and dog shit. How can you compare them?"
Zhou Zhengjiao's words almost made Zhou Lingxing vomit blood.
What do you mean you're trash dog shit?
You're trash, you piece of garbage, so isn't my father trash too?
Zhou Zhengjiao didn't care and continued to talk eloquently, expressing his own opinions.
"Perhaps the person Yan Tianyang arranged is a young genius, a dragon among men, a prodigy among prodigies. He's only at the High-Stage Third Rank now, but his future is limitless. Who knows? Maybe he'll even be comparable to the powerful figure you clung to back then?"
"Oh!"
Zhou Lingxing scoffed coldly.
"Comparable to my 'Brother Thigh '? You're dreaming! Do you know who my 'Brother Thigh' is? He's someone even Yan Tianyang treats with utmost respect. In all the people I've ever met, apart from the former Holy Lord of the Church of Justice, no one is more dazzling than him."
Yan Tianyang's chosen person must be a rare genius, but if someone were truly as gifted as "Brother Thigh," they would have been famous throughout the Great Xia long ago. As far as I know, among Yan Tianyang's geniuses, only Ye Qizhen has reached that level.
But how could it be him?
Although he's a rare Spirit Master like my "Brother Thigh," he's still too young and hasn't fully matured. How could Yan Tianyang bear to let such a talent venture into the cultivation realm? Unless he's lost his mind."
After rattling off this long string of words, Zhou Lingxing turned his head and saw Zhou Zhengjiao picking his earwax.
After cleaning his left ear, he cleaned his right ear.
His smug look finally made him lose his temper.
I'll beat you to death today!
Zhou Lingxing took off his shoes and started hitting Zhou Lingxing.
"No, no, no, I heard it all, I heard it all! Your Brother Thigh is amazing, invincible! Okay?"
Zhou Zhengjiao's words only made things worse, as they made Zhou Lingxing even angrier.
"How could I have given birth to such a thing as you? I—I'm going to beat you to death today!"
Just as Zhou Lingxing getting furious, his phone suddenly vibrated.
"Buzz buzz buzz!"
"Dad, Dad, the phone's ringing! Answer it! Please answer the phone!"
"Go to hell!"
"I don't have a sister, Dad. Are you getting Alzheimer's? Have you forgotten I'm an only child?"
"You're such a jerk!"
"No, answer the phone quickly, what if it's your Brother Thigh calling?"
"Dick my ass!"
Zhou Zhengjiao "..."
"Buzzing--"
My phone is still vibrating.
Zhou Lingxing forced himself to control himself, after all, this was a special time, and this call was very likely from Yan Tianyang.
Even if it wasn't Yan Tianyang, it's possible that he had something important to report to him.
It would be terrible if we were to waste time teaching that bastard a lesson.
Thinking of this, Zhou Lingxing rolled his eyes at Zhou Zhengjiao, his meaning quite clear.
Once this is over, you'll be facing his raging fury.
After pausing for a moment, Zhou Lingxing took out his phone.
The next second, he was visibly excited, his hands trembling with emotion.
Seeing his father like this, Zhou Zhengjiao's gossip instincts kicked in. Regardless of whether he would get a beating from his father, he went over to take a look first.
Caller ID: Brother Thigh
Upon seeing this, Zhou Zhengjiao suddenly realized why his father was so excited.
So it was his dad's Brother Thigh!
After recovering, Zhou Lingxing quickly answered the phone.
"I knew there would be magpies chirping on the eaves this morning, and even the rising sun was more beautiful than usual. And the lotus flowers in my pond, which never bloom, are all in bloom today. Turns out it's because you, Brother Thigh, were going to call me today!"
Zhou Lingxing's face lit up with a wide smile, his eyes practically radiating joy.
flattery
Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk...
Zhou Zhengjiao kept clicking his tongue in amazement. Look at this flattery! The person isn't even here, yet he's already fawning over them like this. If the person were here, what would happen? He'd probably cling to their leg and never let go.
Despite his complaints, Zhou Zhengjiao felt no disdain whatsoever; instead, he approached the task with a humble and eager-to-learn attitude.
"Alright, enough nonsense. I'm calling you because I have something to tell you."
The Crazy Old Man said while drinking Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor).
"Great! I finally have a chance to help you out, I'm so happy!"
Zhou Lingxing grinned from ear to ear; his joy was genuine and heartfelt, without a trace of artificiality.
Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!