Sima You Yue looked over to where the voice came from and saw an old man with a head full of white hair. He looked rather similar to Di Zhe, but his expression was furious, as if Di Zhe had committed a grave mistake.

  Even before she managed to ask Di Zhe who this person was, he moved in front of Di Zhe in a flash and sent a punch flying towards him.

  Di Zhe did not retaliate and obediently accepted this punch. His lips tore and fresh blood leaked from it.

  “You actually ..