Translator: Pika

  Zu An was speechless. This fellow really knows no loyalty.

  He looked over to where the voice came from, and saw the fatty recounting the earlier incident in the forest to a young man—not forgetting to exaggerate the details, of course. The young man stood in Zu An’s path and glared daggers at him. “So you’re the bastard named Zu An?”


  “No, I’m your father,” Zu An replied.

  You have successfully trolled Ye Chenliang for 555 Rage points!

  Cle..