Slap!
Slap!
For a moment, the front courtyard of the Tang Family echoed continuously with the sounds of slapping.
Tang Weijin had originally heard Tang Zichun's angry roar and shuddered in fear.
What kind of son beats his own father?
However, after being smacked a few more times, he was struck dumb.
And with the hot blood of youth, how could he possibly endure it?
Father and son instantly clashed, slapping each other incessantly, neither willing to submit.
On the other side, seeing Tang Zichun and Tang Weijin fighting, Mu Lingshan's delicate face also revealed a look of shock.
She instinctively looked up, gazing at Yin Tian standing on the other side.
She didn't know who this young man was, nor why a single word from him caused Tang Zichun and his son to slap each other like sworn enemies.
At the same time, she did not understand why Yin Tian sought her out, when she no longer had acquaintances in Central City.
But soon, Mu Lingshan let it go.