Chapter 5: Father Qin

The old man's temples are bulging high, his whole body is full of aura, running hard, his white gown is flying in the air with amazing momentum.

"Martial Master Realm!"

Someone from the Qin family exclaimed.

"Da lose nine me!" Zhao Kuo, who was still being slapped by Qin Ming, shouted loudly.

Qin Ming watched the old man approach and kicked Zhao Kuo towards the old man.

The old man quickly caught Zhao Kuo who was flying towards him, looked at Qin Ming sternly, and said with a grin:

"Junior, didn't I tell you to stop?"

"Being an old and disrespectful thing, what are you, if you tell me to stop, stop, you think you are my grandson?"

Qin Ming said disdainfully.

The old man handed Zhao Kuo to the servant of the Zhao family next to him, agitated, and said coldly:

"Little witty boy, I want to see if your methods are as good as your mouth."

The old man was sent by the Patriarch of the Zhao family to protect Zhao Kuo secretly, and his identity was Zhao Kuo's uncle.

Just now, he just stood a little far away. He did not expect that someone in the Qin family would dare to do something. If he was not careful, Zhao Kuo would be beaten into a pig head. After returning, he still didn’t know how the head of the family would punish him. Thinking of this, I would treat Qin Ming. The hatred is even greater.

The old man flashed in the void, and he had already arrived in front of Qin Ming, with a palm print on Qin Ming's chest, and the palm of the hand spurred the wind, which everyone in the Qin family could hear.

"Snapped!"

A figure suddenly appeared in front of Qin Ming. The figure was tall and dressed in a brown long gown. The corners of the gown danced with the wind, and his body fluctuated violently, causing the Zhao family to take two steps back.

"Father!" Qin Qing shouted loudly.

"Patriarch." The Qin family's crowd also saluted Gongsheng.

The man who stood in front of Qin Ming was the leader of the Qin clan, the highest state of martial arts.

The figure waved his hand, without turning his head, staring at the old man in front of him, and said calmly:

"What? The elders of the Zhao family are getting better and better, and they actually bullied the juniors, and are not afraid of making people laugh."

Qin Ming stood behind his father, did not speak, but quietly looked at the tall figure in front of him.

He had known his father was hiding aside, watching the farce in front of him.

Even if his father didn't make a move, he could easily defeat Zhao's elders, but he still didn't want to reveal his strength and deliberately let his father make a move.

"Good good!"

The old man said three good words in succession, and then said fiercely: "It seems that the Qin family doesn't want to hang on in Liucheng anymore, and dare to beat the young master Zhao family, let's go!"

After speaking, the old man disappeared in front of everyone with this group of people. Now he can't beat the Patriarch of the Qin family at all.

"Qin Ming, come with me to the study."

After the Zhao family left, the Qin Patriarch said solemnly.

"Yes!" After Qin Ming finished speaking, he followed his father and walked into Qin's house.

Sister Qin Qing looked at her elder brother worriedly. She knew that Qin Ming had caused trouble for her this time.

The father, who wanted to intercede for his elder brother, but was somewhat afraid and severe, couldn't help but stand still.

Qin family, the master's study.

Patriarch of the Qin family, Qin Yuan looked at Qin Ming who seemed a little different from the past, with some surprises, but more with joy. However, Qin Yuan still put on the majesty of his father, and said with a stern face:

"Qin Ming, do you know how much trouble you have caused today?"

In the past, Qin Ming was most afraid of going to the study to teach, every time he was conscientious, but now he is neither humble nor overbearing, standing there confidently, with deep eyes and gutters in his chest.