"Brat! Are you tired of living?"
Wang Licheng looked at Bai Yifan, who was a head shorter than him, and directly raised his hand to smack him on the head.
Really taking himself as an elder.
Bai Yifan calmly wrapped himself in a layer of golden glow.
"Ah!"
Wang Licheng used a lot of strength, but it was like hitting an iron plate. His hand instantly turned red.
"Dad! Come and control them!"
Wang Licheng clutched his hand, looking sinisterly at Bai Yifan, as if staring at an enemy.
That look was more terrifying than a human seeing a zombie.
Mr. Wang frowned, glanced at Wang Licheng's reddened fingers, and spoke with a hint of dissatisfaction.
"Yiyun, no matter how bad our relationship is, we can't let the younger generation bully their elders. After all, Licheng is Xiao Fan's uncle!"
Mr. Wang's voice had a hint of solemn advice, like all elders advising the younger generation with a touch of earnest teaching.
