บท 1181: I Have His Precious Son

Wouldn't his father find out what had happened if he returned home injured?

"I'm injured. I'm covered in injuries. I can't go back. I have to stay and recuperate before leaving," he said arrogantly, crossing his arms.

"Go and bring a few medicine refiners to treat my injuries."

Yan Feng and Bai Ze were speechless.

How could such minor injuries be considered injuries?

His injuries would most likely have healed by the time the medicine refiners arrived.

"Young Master Bai, I think you should go back. After all, this is Jun Lin Hall." Yan Feng glanced at An Jiuyue before persuading Young Master Bai.

She might look like a good-tempered person, but if anyone provoked her, she would probably kick them.

She kicked so hard that even the esteemed master of the Long family, Lord Long, could not escape internal injuries. And this person was merely the Young Master of the Bai family.

"What's wrong with Jun Lin Hall?"