Father and son confrontation

As dust rose from the ground Qilin San yelled at the two, "Are you going to step out by yourselves or do you want me to drag you out of there?"

Rui Fei got off Ji Yao before helping him up. Brushing the dust off Ji Yao's body he said, "No need for that... we were done playing here anyway."

Qilin San had never been this pissed off before in his entire life. He was as mad as the day his wife despised him after their wedding night. Ji Yao right now was wearing the exact same expression as she did and the face was two parts similar. As expected like grandmother, like mother, like son.

Ji Yao didn't shy away from his penetrating gaze. His eyes were as menacing as Qilin San's. It was as though they were sizing each other up with none of them willing to back down.