"Dad!"
Zi Lianji looked at Zi Wenzhong, embedded in the rocks, uncertain of life and death, his expression suddenly anxious, and was about to rush forward, but was stopped by Huo Wuya.
"Master?"
"Calm down, your dad is fine."
Huo Wuya shook his head subtly.
He could tell that Ji Hongxiu was not serious; otherwise, Zi Wenzhong would have been turned into a puddle of mush... In front of such top-tier Ultimate Venerables, even a First Grade Grandmaster is merely a stronger ant.
Although he didn't understand why Ji Hongxiu got so angry, with this woman's personality, if she isn't allowed to vent her anger, the consequences might be even more serious.
Upon hearing this, Zi Lianji had to suppress his emotions.
After all, regardless of how one puts it, his dad was indeed at fault.
