Third Young Master Xiao ceased his further speech, gaze darkened as he stared at Xiao Feng. Throughout it all, Xiao Feng maintained an expressionless face, his dark eyes shining with a ruthless glimmer.
It was as if he had never placed Third Young Master Xiao in his eyes since the beginning.
This disdainful attitude incensed Third Young Master Xiao even more. Had it not been for the protection of their father, he would have certainly made him regret his actions...
One day, he would have that brat die without a burial place.
"Moreover..." Xiao Baixuan's voice paused, and he turned towards Third Young Master Xiao with a sneer, "Even though I am not an Alchemy Master, I have never heard that reattaching an arm requires a perfect match. Since you say it was Master Wushan who mentioned it, I cannot help but go and verify it with him."
Third Young Master Xiao's body shuddered, staring at Xiao Baixuan in shock.
Is this really his father? Always siding with an outsider!
