"Jiahong!" Chen Ling said, "Come here, no matter what you have done, as long as you come here now, my father can forgive you."

Although Chen Ling has invincible magical powers, he is still a father after all. So he chose to be as tolerant as possible towards Chen Jiahong!

The expression on Jingyuan Shenwang's face suddenly turned extremely ugly, because Chen Ling didn't take him seriously at all.

Chen Jiahong stood up, but he did not come over. He suddenly summoned up the courage and raised his head to look directly at Chen Ling. "My son has met his father first." He bowed respectfully.

Chen Ling didn't speak.

Chen Jiahong then said: "I don't know what wrong thing my child has done. Why is the first word of my father the word forgiveness?"

A trace of anger flashed in Chen Ling's eyes, and he said: "Isn't it wrong for you to collude with these evil gods?"

Chen Jiahong said: "They are all cultivators. Why does my father say they are evil gods? Does my father represent the righteous gods?"

Chen Ling said: "You are very eloquent. Well, I will tell you that they are good gods and evil gods, let alone these. But if you collude with them, where do you put yourself as a father?"

Chen Jiahong said: "Then the child asked his father. The father worked with the people who abducted the child's wife, but came to deal with the child. Where did the father put the child?"

"Presumptuous!" Chen Ling suddenly became furious. "Little brat, you probably feel that with these two evil gods supporting you today, you don't need to pay attention to your father, right?"

Chen Jiahong said in a deep voice: "My child is just arguing, but I don't know why my father is so angry."
Chapter completed!