Eighth Slap (5)

Ning Rui was secretly elated. Fan Zhuo had sent himself in for slaughter and you can't blame him for taking up the offer!

After hearing Ning Rui words, Fan Zhuo's body swayed in his spot.

Ning Rui was waiting gleefully for his body to collapse from the utter shock when Fan Zhuo suddenly steadied himself and the same respectful smile appeared once more on his face.

"What is Uncle Ning saying? How is it possible that my brother will kill my father?"