"I am the eldest son, I am the first in line to the inheritance. Just because the second brother is your beloved, you have given him almost all your effort and resources. And what about me? I'm also your son."
Shen Xuefeng shouted angrily, his qi-blood surging, while slowly drawing the knife in his hand.
"Rebellious son, what do you intend to do? Could it be that you want to lay hands on me?"
Shen Hongyu was trembling all over, not out of fear, but out of anger.
He never imagined that his son would dare to draw a knife against him.
"Lay hands on you? Your child wouldn't dare. Father, your power has long reached the peak of the Third Grade inner breath, I'm no match for you, someone else will deal with you."
As he spoke, Shen Xuefeng looked up to the sky and shouted, "Are you all just watching the show? As long as the old man doesn't die, I will never be able to take control of the Heavenly Eagle Castle, and the promises made to you will naturally not be fulfilled."
