A thin little old man appeared behind Yu xuanyang, his face full of anger.

To this little old man, everyone present is not strange, it is not the gatekeeper of the medicine garden in Tianxing garden.

No one thought that he was just a gatekeeper. He dared to be disrespected by the Lord of the city. Everyone was stunned by the scene. They didn't even think about how he could be here?

"You, what are you doing?" Yu xuanyang, unprepared, was slapped on the head. He was so angry that he turned his head and was stunned to see the old man.

"What do you want me to do? You don't know how to be grateful when others are kind enough to save you. You've got to bite the hand that feeds you. You've lost the face of stargazing city. " The little old man was very angry. He took off on the spot and slapped him on the head again.

Although he doesn't have any accomplishments, the take-off is light and flexible, and the clapping is extremely skilled, as if he had practiced it countless times.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. I'll explain." Yu xuanyang face is no longer a little angry, but a face of fear explained.

"Explain, what else do you have to explain, let you be unkind, let you lose face!" Before he could explain, the little old man jumped again and again, slapping him on the head.

"Don't fight. Don't fight. Listen to me first." In front of so many disciples, he was slapped on the forehead one by one. Yu xuanyang was ashamed and angry, but he didn't dare to fight back. He put his hands on his head and said anxiously.

"What else can you explain? Are you ashamed enough?" The little old man didn't give him a chance to explain. He scolded and slapped him on the head like a lady.

The guards around originally wanted to stop him, but seeing that the Lord of the city didn't dare to fight back, and he was still in a state of panic, how dare they fight and fall into stagnation again.

Gu Fenghua and others were ready to start. At this time, of course, they stopped and were all surprised.

Other people just don't know anything about the old man, but Gu Fenghua has seen him make trouble. He knows that the old man is not small, so it's better not to provoke him. But she didn't think that he was so bold that he even dared to fight Yu xuanyang, but he didn't dare to fight back. What's the identity of this old man?

Her question was soon answered.

"Dad, I'm wrong. Don't fight again. I know I'm wrong." Yu xuanyang suddenly both knees a soft, kneel down on the ground, with crying cavity beg for mercy.

With his cultivation, even if his serious injury is not healed, this slap will not hurt him. But it's a shame to be humiliated in front of so many disciples, but he can't fight back. Only he can understand the depression and sadness in his heart.

What, this little old man is Yu xuanyang's father! Hearing Yu xuanyang's words, everyone finally woke up, but their chin almost fell to the ground.

Although I knew that the little old man was sent to guard the medicine garden, his identity was not simple, let alone Gu Fenghua. Even the disciples of Guanxing city didn't expect that he was the father of the Lord. No wonder he was beaten by him. Instead of fighting back, he was afraid and begged for mercy.

How dare a son fight back?