C25

Everyone turned their heads to look, see Chen Yu sitting on the wooden wheelchair, trying to please everyone, a rare smile on his face. His father, Chen Mao, who was previously the Seventh Elder, also had a warm face.

"What are you doing here?" Saving his son in front of everyone was obviously provoking the authority of the Patriarch. If everyone was like him and did not have rules and regulations, then where did the Psionic Flame Clan get all these ten thousand years of history?

"Master Patriarch, I was asked to leave yesterday. I came here today to apologise to Ling Hao, but my son did indeed harbored killing intent. His limbs were crippled by Second Miss, we have no complaints."

"I only hope that you can be magnanimous and let go of us. Yu'er and I are completely powerless, and he will not be able to enjoy the endless Origin Gathering Pills every month."

Chen Mao said pitifully.

Ling Hao thought that if they did not cause trouble for him again, he would not mind letting Chen Yu go. If they really wanted to kill Chen Yu, it would be like crushing an ant with his feet, the only thing was that he was not willing to do so, he was afraid of dirtying his hands and feet.

"I won't go back on my word. All of you, leave."

Chen Mao bowed to Ling Hao and said, "Thank you for your magnanimity." However, as he bent down, a cold glint flashed across his eyes.

No one saw it.

Chen Mao brought Chen Yu further and further away.

After walking for a long distance, Chen Yu couldn't help but say: "Father, I don't know why you are doing this today. I really want to bite off that person's bones and break it!"

Chen Yu's face was sinister, his eyes red.

"Yu'er, I have been demoted to an ordinary clan member. The second miss and the third young master standing behind Ling Hao, if we do not reveal our identity as sheep, will probably be bullied in the future. Today, in front of the clan leader and the various elders, we will make him keep his promise."

Second Miss Yang Linglong, Third Young Master Yang Yue.

At this point, Chen Mao closed his eyes and took a deep breath, revealing a cold glint in his eyes.

"How can I not avenge such a huge enmity!"

Chen Yu's face froze, and then his eyes dimmed: "Father, I am already a cripple, even if I die I will not be able to do anything to Ling Hao."

"Don't forget, you still have a cousin called Chen Zongyang, the number one person in the Flame Clan Academy!"

"In the early years, Zong Yang had always been grateful to me because of my kindness. Yesterday, when I personally went to see him, I told him not to let Ling Hao have an easy time, and to torture him to death bit by bit! "

Chen Yu was overjoyed, and laughed: "My cousin is a true genius! Father, you are truly wise. "

Chen Mao gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

If Ling Hao did not die in the academy, his hatred would not be quelled.

Ling Hao, who was still flirting with Yang Linglong, did not know about this.

An entire day had passed, and everyone had left the Ling Family. Only Ling Changfeng and his son were left in the courtyard.

The wine jar on the table was filled with a strong fragrance.

Ling Changfeng looked at his son and said: "Hao'er, accompany your father for a drink."

Grabbing the wine jar, he touched Ling Chen's long hair and asked, "Father, do you have something to tell me?"

Ling Changfeng's gaze was deep as he said, "Seeing you work so hard and undergo such a change within a month, I almost could not believe it."

Following that, he patted Ling Hao's shoulders and stood up, the melancholy in his eyes clouding his mind.

"You've always wanted to know about your mother."

Hearing this, Ling Hao's body slightly trembled.

Was he finally going to say it?

For the first two times, no matter how Ling Hao asked, he would still talk about it later.

"Dad, I really want to know."

Ling Hao said excitedly.

"Your mother is in the Young County City, which is six hundred kilometers away."

The Gu Yue Empire was a prefectural city.

"She's been imprisoned by your grandfather! I brought her to live in Psionic Flame Clan for four years. In these four years, she gave birth to you.

Ling Changfeng's eyes reddened as he drank the strong alcohol in silence.

"Your mother is a daughter of a Mayor in a young prefectural city. How could her father possibly leave that treasure to me? I wonder where this news came from, but her father still came to find us and took your mother away."

"This is simply the separation between Yin and Yang!" Ling Changfeng's eyes were ice-cold. He immediately said, "She must have missed me a lot, and I miss her a lot. Your grandfather is a master of the Sixth Heavenly Layer of the True Yang! "The four guards under him are all 4th Heavenly Layer cultivators."