A Mountain of Treasure That Can’t Be Used

"Father?" Ye Xiang was bewildered, completely bewildered.

Didn’t his father come to stand up for him?

"Bastard, you still have the face to call out to me? I don’t have a son like you!" The Ye Clan’s Patriarch had an enraged expression, and with a raise of his hand, he slapped Ye Xiang once more, hitting Ye Xiang to the point his face became like a ‘pig’s head’.

But even then, he still didn’t have any attention to stop.

Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!

…

Numerous slaps were swung out by him, and Ye Xiang’s face was almost struck open by his father.

This scene was unexpected to Duan Ling Tian, yet with a quick thought, he couldn’t help but sigh in his heart. "As expected of a Clan’s Patriarch, he truly has resolution… He seems to be teaching his son a lesson, yet he’s actually protecting him."

It was extremely easy for Duan Ling Tian to guess the Ye Clan Patriarch’s intentions.