"You're being unreasonable. Accusing someone of something they didn't do is slander. If you keep slandering, I'll, I'll be even more wronged."
Tang Rao didn't take such a young punk seriously at all.
What bullshit Jinling Sect, Tang Rao was just helping his parents teach their kid a lesson today.
"Bastard, who cares if you're feeling wronged? If I don't beat the shit out of you today, it means Jinling Sect loses."
The young master's sidekick helped wash the shit off him with snow water. A moment ago, he was so high and mighty, but after being baptized by snow water, he couldn't even speak clearly.
"Brother, let's be honest. If I weren't here just now, you'd definitely be covered with a few more piles of shit. Nothing to do with me, look at you shivering like that. Why don't I give you some time to recover, and we'll settle this in the last two trials?"
Tang Rao dares to say with his heart that this is truly a well-intentioned suggestion.
