Eternal Son-in-law

The dragon king's voice was filled with authority. Although his voice wasn't loud, it gave off an invisible pressure. "How do I usually teach you?"    

"Do not be careless against your enemies! If you get the chance, kill them with your life! "    

Yaolyi immediately stood at attention and, without a second thought, recounted the teachings of the Dragon King.    

"Although Hsiao Hee is not an enemy."    

The Dragon King's face was solemn as he stared at Yaolyi, "But his finger arts are profound, how can you be so playful!"    

Towards Yaolyi and Hsiao Hee, the Dragon King was furious. This was not only disrespect to Hsiao Hee, but also disrespect to martial arts.    

"No …"    

Yaolyi got scolded for no reason. Her eyes were dry and full of grievance, but she couldn't just go up and tell her foster father that she couldn't beat Hsiao Hee, right?    

Wouldn't that "dragon" have no face at all?    

However, Hsiao Hee didn't seem to understand Yaolyi's words at all.    

"Oh, there's no need to try. She can't beat me."    

"Hmm?"    

The anger on the Dragon King's face turned to shock. "You mean, you've fought before?"    

For a moment, Yaolyi didn't know what to say. Her face was a little embarrassed, and she glared angrily at Hsiao Hee.    

This Hsiao Hee, his mouth is so stinky, he doesn't even have a door!    

She pursed her lips and squeaked for a long time before she managed to force out her words. "In the captain's sanatorium. We've exchanged blows."    

"You lost?"    

The Dragon King's gaze darkened. Yaolyi was personally trained by him, so he knew his martial arts and cultivation level like the back of his hand. He actually lost to Hsiao Hee in a fight?    

Was Hsiao Ze's little brother really that amazing?    

"Foster father …"    

Yaolyi was too embarrassed to raise her head, but she did not deny it. She felt that she had lost face for the dragon.    

However, in the eyes of the Dragon King, Yaolyi losing was better! This girl had always loved martial arts since she was young, and always liked to fight and kill. She would never think of anyone who was weaker than her, especially men.    

With Hsiao Hee's existence, it might be a form of training for her.    

If he were to try it out himself … The Dragon King's heart was filled with admiration for this talent, and he immediately expressed his stance.    

"Hsiao Hee, I heard that your master has already left for the Immortal World?"    

Hsiao Hee nodded. He made this up. In order to avoid trouble in the future, he had to bite the bullet.    

As the saying goes, after the sect was wiped out, without a single student among their peers, he became a god by himself.    

"Then what do you think of this old man?"    

The Dragon King laughed as he spoke. "I've heard that you grew up without a father or mother. This old man wants to take you as his foster son. Are you willing?"    

"Master!"    

Hearing this, Yaolyi's face lit up and she hurriedly opened her mouth to stop him.    

"Yaolyi, don't say anything!"    

When the Dragon King's gaze fell on her, Yaolyi instantly shut her mouth.    

Hsiao Hee was also stunned and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.    

This old man was indeed not a mortal. Even though his four limbs were paralyzed on the bed, even his head was gradually freezing, and his mind was abnormally agile.    

"What is it? "You don't want to?"    

The Dragon King's gaze turned cold as his imposing aura instantly erupted. The pressure was so great that even the glass was humming.    

"Although this old man's movements are currently inconvenient, I was once the one who served the country and bore the brunt of the consequences."    

He looked at Hsiao Hee with his bright eyes. Since he decided to take Hsiao Hee as his foster son, he couldn't refuse.    

If such a talent was unwilling to serve the country and could not be used by the 'dragon', he would have been killed in the cradle before it could happen.    

Seeing that the Dragon King was humiliated, Yaolyi, who was standing at the side, could not help but secretly laugh in her heart.    

Of course, he couldn't agree to it. In his shrewd life, his foster father had not expected to be confused by Hsiao Hee.    

What kind of joke was this? This family's methods were extremely powerful, to the point that they even seemed like living immortals. For such a character, would their foster father want to take him in as his foster son?    

However, her jaw almost dropped to the ground.    

Hsiao Hee was stunned for a moment before he kneeled down with a thud. He had kowtowed three times to the Dragon King, moving swiftly and without any delay.    

"Foster father, please accept Hsiao Hee's bow!"    

Hsiao Hee cupped his hands and was even clearer about the situation. This way, he could be considered someone with a great backer. If dad recognizes him, then why should he worry about getting his card?    

Hsiao Hee had considered things very clearly. To be able to become an foster father to a person like the Dragon King was not difficult at all. On the contrary, only a righteous person like the Dragon King was worthy to be his senior.    

This was a deal that neither side would lose out on. Although Hsiao Hee was once an Immortal Emperor, who said that an Immortal Emperor couldn't have a master and a father?    

Seeing Hsiao Hee kowtowing so quickly, the Dragon King smacked the bamboo cane chair and a hearty laugh was heard from far away.    

"Good boy, I was not wrong about you. Hsiao Ze has a brother like you, I am very pleased!"    

Seeing the Dragon King overjoyed, Yaolyi was on the verge of tears, but she still had a smile on her face.    

She seemed to know why Hsiao Hee was kowtowing so quickly!    

"Despicable." Yaolyi said harshly when she saw Hsiao Hee out.    

"What?" Hsiao Hee pretended not to understand and asked.    

"Do you think I don't know your dirty thoughts?" Yaolyi glared at him and said angrily.    

"Shameless thoughts? You don't think you've misunderstood me? "    

Hsiao Hee asked as he walked outside calmly.    

He was now the foster son of the Dragon King, and Yaolyi was the foster daughter of the Dragon King.    

"Do you dare to say that you didn't mean to recognize my foster father as your foster father?"    

Yaolyi felt a little awkward saying this, but she decided to make it clear.    

"I did it on purpose." Hsiao Hee glanced at Yaolyi. His meaning was obvious. If you don't accept it, then beat me up?    

"…"    

How could this bastard admit to it? Yaolyi stared at him, hoping for an explanation.    

"My foster father is an old man with vast knowledge and outstanding skills. More importantly, I secretly admire his calmness in the face of the cruel reality. "    

"Pfft!" I can accept your outstanding martial arts, but how can you tell that your knowledge is vast! " Yaolyi mumbled softly.    

"Don't you think so?" Hsiao Hee pretended to be surprised.    

"You …"    

Yaolyi was so angry that she could not speak. She could only smile and nod.    

"Foster father is virtuous and virtuous. Although he was severely ill in bed, he had a frightening elegance to him. People like you, the dragon and the phoenix, cannot let ordinary people have any thoughts, right? "    

Hsiao Hee went on and on endlessly.    

"But …"    

Yaolyi didn't know how to refute him, so she could only stare at him with wide eyes.    

"Although I did it intentionally, my foster father is currently bedridden and my heart is burning with anxiety. As an adopted son, what I can do is to do what I have learned to cure my foster father. Even if I am unable to properly learn and am unable to cure my foster father's illness, I will definitely accompany him in his sickbed and serve him with utmost care, sparing no effort for the sake of my foster son! "    

"…"    

Yaolyi realized that if she opened her mouth to say something else, it would be an outrageous act.    

This was the first time she realized that playing hooligan would allow one to reach such a level.    

Seeing that Yaolyi was speechless, Hsiao Hee also lifted his head and stuck out his chest. A faint smile hung at the corner of his mouth as he stretched his hand to tidy up his messy clothes.    

"Moreover, foster father took the initiative to accept me as his foster son. I didn't take the initiative …"    

"You, you …"    

Yaolyi was on the verge of going crazy. She was angered by Hsiao Hee. Her hand touched her waist and a cold light entered her hand.    

Following that, he raised his dagger and stabbed towards Hsiao Hee, "I'll fight it out with you!"