After Cai Gen kicked him out, he felt a little regretful.

It’s not because I think it’s a bit disrespectful to kick Guan Shanle, or because I don’t want to give the Fishing God Ezhen Baylor face.

Rather, he was afraid that after Guan Shanle's hard work, his feet would become sprained. Isn't that a self-inflicted problem?

I originally thought that Guan Shanle would hide or resist, but it was beyond Cai Gen's expectation.

Guan Shanle was kicked out by Cai Gen for dozens of meters. When he reached the corner of the wall, he somersaulted several times and regained his balance.

He turned around and looked at Cai Gen in surprise, and then at the Fishing God Ezhenbeile.

He seemed to not understand why his ancestor god did not protect him and allowed Cai Gen to kick him.

As a result, the Fishing God Ezhenbeile did not look at Guan Shanle, but looked away and looked at the roof.

Cai Gen would never think that Guan Shanle was such a loser or that he was so powerful in martial arts.

This bad old man must be putting on a show.

It was as if he was waiting for him to kick him.

There are no outsiders at the scene, is it necessary?

Who is this being performed for?

Isn't it the Guanta Tower?

Is the direct estrangement between father and son already so great?

Cai Gen rolled his eyes at Guan Shanle and said angrily.

"What are you looking at?

Did I give you face?

Do you really think I am an eggplant?

Am I farting?

I tell you to get out of the way, but if you don't listen, and if you show off your face again, I'll kick you."

Since you, Guan Shanle, want to act, then I, Cai Gen, will cooperate. I don’t know what effect it will have or whether it is really necessary.

After quarreling with Guan Shanle, Cai Gen changed his expression to a gentle one, full of concern.

"Guantata, are you okay?

Can you still stand up?

Is it okay to talk?"

At this time, Guantata's head was full of melon seeds and blood, and he couldn't distinguish his facial features.

Apart from lying on the ground and twitching constantly, Cai Gen did not respond.

Oops, this old man is really cruel, he looks really angry, and it's not just a performance.

He stretched out his hand to pick up Guan Shanle, took the sleeves of his clothes, and helped him wipe his face. He could barely see clearly where his mouth was and where his eyes were. His nose was completely flat and flat.

Guantata seemed to be wiped by Cai Gen, who calmed down his mind, opened his mouth, and burst out crying.

The tears were mixed with blood, blurred, and faded away.

Cai Gen took a step back slightly, wanting to give Guenta Tower more space and make him a little more comfortable, without giving him too much pressure.

At this point, it would be obviously untimely to press Guan Tata again, so we should wait for him to release him.

"Chacha, my Chacha, daddy, I'm sorry for you.

But, dad is also doing it for your own good.

Dad really can't lose you.

Chat, chat, chat.”

Cai Gen was nearby, listening to Guan Tata crying, and felt sad in his heart.

Whatever the reason, Cai Gen could tell that Guan Tata definitely didn't really want to harm Chat.

If a tiger is poisonous and does not eat its seeds, what about humans?

"Stop crying so much and think of a solution quickly. Where has my grandson's soul gone?"

Guan Shanle came back, did not continue to cut the Guan Tower, and seemed to have calmed down.

“Dad, there’s nothing we can do, there’s really nothing we can do.

King Asura thought I had broken the agreement, so they took action.

It's over, it's all over.

Cai Gen, I told you to leave, but you refused to leave.

You were the one who killed Chacha."

Oops, let me go, this is the blame.

Cai Gen was furious on the spot.

"No, you haven't been beaten enough.

What exactly is the agreement?

How can you make it clear that you can die?

To tell you the truth, there is nothing I can't handle yet, so hurry up, my patience is limited.

Otherwise, I won’t care about this matter.”

Guantata wiped away her tears and arranged her hair again.

I looked at my father, Guan Shanle, and then at the ancestors and gods at home. I had thousands of words stuck in my chest and I didn’t know where to start.

My mind is very confused right now and I really can't figure it out.

"Speak slowly, first tell me what the agreement is."

Cai Gen knew that Guan Tata's emotions were on the verge of collapse, and he had to be guided.

“The agreement, yes, it’s all the agreement’s fault.

But there's nothing I can do about it.

I only have one son left, Chicha, and I can't let him fill a big hole anymore.

Jinjin and Mumu are both gone.

I really can't bear it, losing my last son.

Dad, do you still remember?

Do you remember Jinjin and Mumu?

I will never forget the way they died in my arms.

I really can't bear it."

Jinjin and Mumu?

This is a new situation. How can Cai Gen understand it?

He looked at Guan Shanle.

"Uncle Guan, how many things are going on in your family?

Please explain to me first.

Otherwise, I would be in a daze and not be able to understand clearly."

Mentioning Jinjin and Mumu, Guan Shanle also looked sad.

A long sigh.

"Hey, Jinjin and Mumu are the two brothers of Chatter.

They bravely sacrificed their lives for the mission of protecting our Guarja family.

When they died, one was twelve years old and the other was sixteen."

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Cai Gen felt that what happened next was no longer a joke.

It's not just a joke or a casual remark.

You must pay attention to yourself.

"Uncle Guan, what kind of mission does it require sacrificing such a young life?"

Tears also began to well up in Guan Shanle's eyes, full of helplessness, but he did not cry.

"Beyond the Gate of Hell is our ancestral land.

The place that the God of Bitterness has asked us to protect from generation to generation.
To be continued...