"Even two youngsters couldn't be defeated, how disgraceful. Ning'er has been led astray by him."
Gu Qingqiu had returned at some point.
He could tell at a glance exactly what sort of attack Su Wenhao had faced inside the secret chamber, and how miserably he had been defeated.
However, he didn't feel pity at all.
Instead, he harbored deep resentment toward this brother-in-law.
He had just been to the peak to see his son's injuries.
Gu Qingqiu was almost enraged enough to vomit blood.
That boy was utterly useless.
Was it just a defeat?
One would think it was a matter of life and death.
As a man, coveting beauty was not a severe flaw.
But bullying the weak was a bit wrong.
His son, on this account.
Couldn't even bully properly... his judgment was terrible, mistaking a tigress for a little white rabbit.
He kicked an iron plate, played by the demoness Ye Xiaoqian of the Reincarnation Sect to the brink of life and death.