"If my son died of stupidity, you would have died a thousand times over!"
When Ying Chengpeng heard this, he snorted coldly.
This stupid ox always came to look for him. In the end, it was only for one thing—
"Since your son is dead, my daughter won't be able to marry him. Such a pity as it would have been a good union."
The Green-eyed Thunder Ox shook its head and made a mooing sound. He casually bit a spiritual flower next to its feet and chewed it a few times. Then, he spat it out with a regretful expression.
When Ying Chengpeng heard what he said, his face darkened even more.
In the end, although Ying Huayu was his son, it was actually an incarnation that he had prepared for himself. Sooner or later, the two identities would become one.
If he let Ying Huayu marry the daughter of the Green-eyed Thunder Ox, then when he completely refined the incarnation in the future, did it mean that he would be a junior of this stupid ox?