"No way," Ye Feng flatly refused and said to Gao Benfeng, "Just look at you, a loser who raised another loser. You aren't even worth one of my hands. What right do you have to call my parents incompetent? It's you who are incompetent, raising a son with no strength who likes to bark everywhere."
"You..." On hearing Ye Feng's words, Gao Benfeng was so angry he almost spat blood but couldn't find words to retort.
Ye Feng was right. Both of them were no match for him; Ye Feng defeated them single-handedly.
They couldn't even defeat Ye Feng; how could they dare call him useless? If that were the case, wouldn't that make them even less than useless?
At that moment, the unconscious Gao Zhiyuan woke up. The scene of Ye Feng smashing his head ferociously onto the ground rapidly flashed through Gao Zhiyuan's mind.
Gao Zhiyuan abruptly regained consciousness and roared in fury, "Ye Feng, you bastard!"
