Exchange of Blows

"I recognize you!"

The middle-aged man was scared to the point that his teeth were chattering. Even speaking was very difficult for him.

The memory of Mo Wen teaching him a lesson last time was still fresh in his mind. He had always wanted to get back at him, but the opportunity had never come.

But now, he had no thoughts of getting back at him at all. He was such a terrifying youth. His only thought now was to avoid him altogether! If he had known that the normal-looking youth would come to be so terrifying, he would definitely have never taken up the mission to threaten Qin Xiaoyou's mother.

"Since you recognize me, report to me all of the 'good things' you have done to your elder."

Mo Wen casually threw the middle-aged man in front of the Qin eldest great grandfather, his face indifferent. The Qin eldest great grandfather frowned. His gaze turned to look at the middle-aged man, his eyes showing confusion.