Zhang Tao was practically tearing space apart to escape.
The Maple King was not the only one chasing after him. There were already three true Kings, and now there was one more. Four true Kings were chasing after him!
Upon hearing the Maple King's roar, Zhang Tao did not even turn his head. He cursed,""You're looking for Fang ping and your grandson. Why are you chasing me?!"
"You think I'm easy to bully?"
"Let's fight one-on-one if you have the guts, I'll beat the sh * t out of you!"
“……”
Zhang Tao's vulgarities did not stop. Fang ping was used to it. The others were also somewhat used to it. Only old Yao was still a little shocked.
As for whether Ji Yao, Hua Yu and the others who were left behind by uncle Zhang heard it or what they thought, it was not in their consideration.
Fang ping sat on old Zhang's large palm, finally feeling at ease.
Although old Zhang was a bastard, he had to admit that he felt very safe.