"Useless." The familiar voice with a Northeastern accent rang out. I looked up and saw a face almost identical to Yu Longting's, but with a completely different aura.
Yu Qingxiao spoke with a smile, enunciating each word, "If your daughter-in-law doesn't make it through today, she dies because of you, killed by your ignorance and selfishness."
"Damn it, I'll kill you, Yu Qingxiao, you're a plague." The White Snake coiling around me, guarding me tightly, had already reverted to its original form, yet still spewed a long sword wanting to fight to the death with the tall, jade-like smiling man before us.
Yu Qingxiao waved his sleeve, and the White Snake flew out through the air.
A row of medicine cabinets was overturned through the way, herbs scattered all over the ground.
The fight between the two father and son wasn't even on the same level.
Yu Longting was, naturally, the one being brutally beaten.
Yu Longting held me tightly, ensuring my body suffered no harm.
