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Rylan couldn't listen to Marco's nonsense any longer and smacked him right across the face.
The slap was so brutal that Marco's body span as he was sent flying across the room.
holding his face, Marco felt unjustly treated and complained
"Father, why?!"
Marco just couldn't begin to understand his father's anger.
"Is it because of some trash from a rural city? Even if I kill him-"
"Bang!"
Just by listening to Marco, Rylan felt a sudden rush of blood to his head and was forced to smack Marco across the face again.
but it didn't just end there as this time, Rylan grabbed Marco by the shirt as he roared into his face
"Some trash?! Marco, you bastard, have you lost your mind?
Do you have any idea who your son has messed with?"
Marco shrank his neck Back in fear and replied.
"No, not really. Anyway, he's from a small clan, so what does it matter?"