"I hate it when people poke me with their fingers, it makes me want to break them." Xu Ke said, looking at Lin Shixian, who was clutching his finger and howling in pain.
Although Xu Ke's voice was not loud, it pierced through Lin Shixian's screams and reached everyone's ears clearly.
"Are you crazy? You, a live-in son-in-law, dare to lay hands on my father? Do you believe I can find someone to cripple you?" Lin Zihua supported his father, glaring angrily at Xu Ke, and spoke viciously.
"You can give it a try and see who in Luocheng can take me down." Xu Ke's lips curled into a mocking smile, and he spoke nonchalantly.
