"Yu Yesheng?" As soon as Nong Yao finished speaking, he felt a gust of wind behind him, and before he could react, his body lifted into the air with ease and uncontrollably slammed into the wall in front of him.
Of course, if this wall wasn't flat but a pillar, this pose would have another name: Aluba!
Nong Yao felt a heat on his nose, his whole face stuck to the wall, and the pain made his face go numb!
Turning back, he saw his master elegantly retract his leg, while the people behind the old man all looked up at the sky, pretending not to have seen the master's graceful kick.
"If you dare make fun of my granddaughter again, I'll make you completely wild!"
"..." Nong Yao wiped his nose, twin streams of nosebleed flowing down, his heart full of bitterness!
"Have you picked a name?"
"She's called Yu Yiren!" Qian felt great seeing Qio Yu Xuan beat up Nong Yao, which made her feel much better and see Qio Yu Xuan more favorably.
