“So what if I’m dirty old man?”
Ye Zong ragingly smacked on Nie Li’s butt, causing Nie Li to scream in pain.
Seeing this scene, Ye Xiu didn’t know whether to cry or smile. Just exactly what situation is this? This is too different from the usual Ye Zong. The usual Ye Zong wouldn’t show any expression on his face, and at this moment, he doesn’t have any City Lord’s majesty and grandeur at all. That unreasoning posture is just like a father teaching his unfilial son a lesson.
Seeing Nie Li’s face full of expression, Ye Xiu knew that Ye Zong did not have any heavy hands and therefore, he was rest assured.
“Boy, do you surrender?” Ye Zong snorted as his brows jumped.
“You’re playing rascal, I won’t surrender!”
“If you don’t surrender, I’ll continue to smack. Smack till you surrender. I’ll see if you dare to have intentions for my daughter again!”
“You went back on your words! You still fancy yourself a City Lord? You’re just an old rascal!”
“So what if I’m an old rascal?” Ye Zong is satisfied from the smacking, all that pent up emotion from earlier was swept away. This kid, simply needs some beatings!