After scolding, Zhao Guodong was ready to rush down and confront Ling Yi head-on, but he immediately suppressed the urge.
He knew that his strength was not as good as his two sons. Even Zhao Xuye died in the hands of this boy in front of him. If he rushed over, it would be like hitting a stone with an egg.
So he raised his foot and stepped back calmly.
"I don't have the same experience as you. When the ancestor finishes bathing and changing clothes, you will be a corpse." Zhao Guodong is a person who knows how to weigh things, and his patience is much better than his two sons.
As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces could not help but show expressions of great anticipation.
They came here this time just to see Zhao Hanzhong and see if he had really reached the half-step master level.
And now that there is a formation master like Ling Wuchen, and there is a blood feud between the two sides, and it is still the kind that will never end, then there will be a century war soon!
Being able to watch the showdown between masters is definitely an excitement that money can't usually buy.
This is why Huagen Town's arena competition, even though it is so expensive, can still attract so many tourists to spend money to watch it.
Compared to the excitement and expectations of the rest of the people, the expressions of sisters Ling Yi and Lin Wanrou seemed particularly calm.
Only An Muran kept holding on to the corners of his clothes with both hands, obviously worried about Ling Yi.
She had indeed seen Ling Yi's methods, but he was a half-step master, only one step away from being a martial arts master. She couldn't even imagine how terrifying his strength was.
Besides, the opponent is only one layer of window paper away from the master. What if he breaks through temporarily in a short fight? Isn't it certain that Mr. Ling will die?
When she thought of this, An Muran couldn't help but look at Ling Yi's back with worry, and an inexplicable emotion suddenly emerged.
But An Muran didn't pay too much attention, and instead glanced at the two daughters again, worried that after Mr. Ling's death, their lives would not be guaranteed.
If that were the case, then a hundred years later, she would really have no shame in going to see Lin Shujiang.
While An Muran was distracted, Zhao Guodong's eyes glanced at the three of them, mother and daughter.
In order to please grandpa, a bold idea suddenly came to mind: "An Muran, the backer your daughter has found is bound to die. You must make plans early."
An Muran came back to his senses after hearing Zhao Guodong's words.
It's just that she is not as determined as her two daughters, so she looks a little hesitant.
Zhao Guodong caught An Muran's hesitant expression very well and felt that her heart was full of contradictions and struggles at the moment.
And as long as she gives her a little push, she will definitely go in the direction she expected.
"Miss An, I actually don't have much grudges with you, mother and daughter. If my son hadn't failed to live up to his expectations, our two families might have become in-laws long ago."
Zhao Guodong said in a persuasive manner, his eyes always staring at An Muran's expression, refusing to let go of any change in the expression on her delicate face.
"Besides, it was Ling Wuchen who killed my son. He actually has nothing to do with your Lin family. There is absolutely no need for you mother and daughter to die together with Ling Wuchen.
Therefore, if you can take the initiative to show your kindness, I, Zhao Guodong, hereby guarantee that our Zhao family will not only not target you mother and daughter again, but we can even protect you from returning to the Lin family. Miss An, what do you think? "
When An Muran heard this proposal, he was immediately moved and felt that it was very feasible.
After all, Lin Shuze was already about to die. Even if the others wanted to attack them, they would weigh the Zhao family's weight.
Not only An Muran, but also Lin Wanrou thought this proposal was a good one.
But to her, it was just good.
An Muran couldn't help but asked: "How can I show my kindness proactively? Can I apologize to you?"
When Zhao Guodong heard this, he immediately shook his head and said with a smile: "The apology is so insincere, didn't I just say it? My ancestor of the Zhao family was taking a shower and changing clothes.
Now, he just needs a girl to help bathe and change clothes, so... if your daughter can take the initiative to bathe and change clothes for me, the ancestor of the Zhao family, then how about canceling the grudge between us? "
This is the bold idea in Zhao Guodong's mind.
He thought that his ancestor had been in seclusion for more than ten years, so much so that Chuzhou had almost forgotten that there was a person like him.
For more than ten years, it is undoubtedly a torturous and uncomfortable period for a warrior with strong internal energy.
If he sent the most beautiful pair of sisters in Chuzhou at this time, he didn't need to think about it, and his ancestor would definitely smile.
And when the time is right, send An Muran in...
When the time comes when the ancestor is happy, his position as the head of the Zhao family will be as stable as a mountain, and he may even be able to obtain some gifts from the ancestor in cultivation.
Thinking of this, Zhao Guodong felt that he was a genius.
When An Muran heard this, her whole body trembled. She had never hated the face on her head as much as she does now.
If I were not good-looking, my daughter would not be so outstanding, and naturally she would not be remembered so much.
She, who had had some illusions about Zhao Guodong's proposal before, snorted coldly and flatly refused: "We would rather die than do such a dirty thing of selling ourselves for glory!"
Hearing An Muran's firm refusal, Zhao Guodong, who was originally full of confidence, immediately turned down, the smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he looked at An Muran with cold eyes:
"Okay! Very good! I want to see how long you can keep your mouth shut after that kid dies!"
After saying that, Zhao Guodong added: "Once that kid dies, the three of you, mother and daughter, will be the three bitches in my Zhao family's yard. Even if you don't want to, you will still have to serve my ancestor!"
Anyway, the three of you are going to become the sperm basin of my ancestor. Why not take the initiative? This way you can avoid the pain of flesh and blood. Why not? "
Hearing this, An Muran's face turned pale with fright.
She didn't expect that after many twists and turns, she would eventually fall to the point of being abused. She couldn't help but feel sad for a moment. Two lines of tears burst directly from the embankment and overflowed from her eyes. The pear blossoms were raining, and I felt pity for her.
She was already the most beautiful woman in the country and was known as the most beautiful woman in Chuzhou. Now her appearance immediately attracted countless eyes in the courtyard, and they could not look away for a long time.
After Zhao Guodong finished speaking, a voice suddenly came from the headset he had been wearing in his ears, so he looked stern, turned inward, bowed and shouted: "Zhao Guodong greets the ancestor!"
