C1909 Gold Medallist 41

Su Yun's father had never been as scared of him as he was at this moment, and Su Yun looked like a demon.

And it looked like a demon coming to kill him in the middle of the night.

"You little bastard, what are you doing? Do you really want all of my years of hard work to go down the drain? "

After hearing his father's words, Su Yun slowly picked up the fruit knife on the table