Seeing they were about to fight, everyone thought Luo Yang was going to get beaten up.
Unexpectedly, the fight didn't happen.
Sitting Mountain Tai Sui was stunned, thinking that once his father arrived, Luo Yang would be beaten into confusion.
It turned out to be such a letdown.
"Dad! Uncle! This kind of person dares to disrespect our Blood Devil Sect, he should be killed as an example!" Sitting Mountain Tai Sui was eager to stir up trouble, adding fuel to the fire.
At that moment, Sitting Mountain Tai Sui was only one meter in front of Luo Yang.
Before his words were finished, a shadow flashed, and Sitting Mountain Tai Sui hadn't reacted yet when he was slapped on both cheeks.
Once he saw clearly, he realized it was Luo Yang who had hit him.
"Dad! He's bullying me!"
Sitting Mountain Tai Sui cried, clutching his face.
"How dare you hit my son! Don't stop me!" Elder Chang Zhenzi wanted to shake off Wuweizi.
"Hit your son? I'm hitting a cowardly brat!" Luo Yang said coldly.
