Nangong Yunze pointed at his grandfather. Before he finished speaking, Zhao Qing'er became anxious.
"Nangong Yunze, that's enough, you... I will teach you a lesson today..."
Zhao Qing'er glanced at the person she was supporting. She was thirty years old when she got up this year.
He actually proclaimed himself master in front of a man in his thirties?
Isn't he too lawless?
What can even the eldest young master of the Nangong family do...
Then you can't coddle him like this.
"Zhao Qing'er, what's wrong with you..."
Nangong Yunze dodged Zhao Qing'er's fist
"What's wrong with me? Even if you are the eldest young master of the Nangong family, you can't call yourself master to an uncle in his thirties. Do you think this is ancient times?"
As he spoke, Zhao Qing'er kicked Nangong Yunze again
At this time, Nangong Yunze was completely stunned.
Emotions, this Zhao Qing'er has misunderstood
He is still an uncle in his thirties? His grandfather is obviously almost fifty, right?
Isn’t it better to take better care of it?
"Hey, Zhao Qing'er, have you had enough trouble..."
Nangong Yunze always dodging is not an option.
Didn't this make his grandfather laugh?
No, I'll fight first, then I'll explain after I finish.
"You must have had enough trouble... I have long been disgusted by your young master's temper..."
Zhao Qing'er hit Nangong Yunze with side kicks, back kicks, leg sweeps, and uppercuts.
"You tigress, crazy woman, you've had enough."
Nangong Yunze seemed a little bit overwhelmed.
"You dare to say that I am a crazy woman, tigress? You stinky man... a dead man!"