"Grandfather, I won't leave!" Zhang Xiaohao said with determination.
"I won't let this go easily! They dared to cause trouble at our home, I want them to pay back tenfold, a hundredfold!"
"Ah! Who, who is this?" Mr. Cheng exclaimed in surprise.
His gaze fell upon Triangular Eyes, who was held in Zhang Xiaohao's hands, and he felt that he looked somewhat familiar.
"Grandfather, he is the one with the surname Han from just now," Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
"What? He is very strong, even Old Sun was crippled by him," Mr. Cheng said in disbelief.
"Grandfather, he has now been crippled by me!" Zhang Xiaohao said casually.
"Grandfather, how is Old Sun? I'll go check on him."
"Xiaohao, come with me," Mr. Cheng said.
Having said that, he led Zhang Xiaohao to the adjacent room.
Upon entering the room.
Zhang Xiaohao glanced around and saw Sun Dafu lying on the bed with a bleak complexion, his face completely devoid of color.
