"Stay where you are, I'll kill you if you dare fart." Li Xianyu took off his thin coat and wrapped the weasel in it. He held it under his armpit and ran all the way back to the hospital.
The weasel was wrapped in his coat securely and looked pained. The slight wound on his body was alright. It was his energy who was seriously injured by Li Xianyu's palm strike of lightning. It would take it more than a year to recover fully.
"I admit defeat. Let me go now and I promise you that I will let bygones be bygones, or else… Before it could finish speaking, it was whacked on the head harshly as that strike made it feel dizzy.
"Shut up, I'll strangle you to death if you talk again!" Li Xianyu roared.
This guy took the liberty of sucking on the essence of ordinary people, and even targeted his adoptive father. Based on this alone, Li Xianyu cannot let it go. He decided to go to Shenyang some day to hand over the yellow weasel to the branch office to deal with.