The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

There were a total of two carriages, and the one behind was prepared for Ximen Bai and his son. Everyone saw Ximen Bai walk out, his body inadvertently exuded the aura of an expert. Many people in the crowd had a trace of fear in their eyes as they quietly retreated, afraid that Ximen Bai would see them.

These people did not constitute a minority. Moreover, these people were all citizens of Danska City. They had bullied Ximen Bai and his son many times in the past.

“Ah, Daddy, look, isn’t that Little Dumpling’s father? He used to scold us and beat me up!” Ximen Song, who was in Ximen Bai’s arms, raised his little finger and shouted at a fat man hiding in the crowd, trying his best to minimize his presence.

Beiting Huang was about to get into the carriage when he heard this. He stopped in his tracks and looked up in the direction of Ximen Rong’s finger.

Plop!

Under the fierce gazes of Beiting Huang and Ximen Bai, that person knelt down. His entire body was trembling non-stop. The people around him were afraid of being implicated, so they all moved aside. It was very obvious that this person was kneeling in the middle of the street.

Seeing this scene, the other people who wanted to escape did not dare to move. They tried their best to hide behind the people in front of them, afraid that Ximen Bo and his son would see them.

No one had expected that Ximen Bai, who had been buried in the soil until his neck, would actually meet Your Excellency Beiting Huang and come back to life. Moreover, after being crushed into mud, he could still soar into the sky and jump into the clouds again.

A cold glint flashed across Beiting Huang’s eyes like a blade across this person’s neck over and over again. However, she didn’t move. At this moment, there was no need for her to do anything. Brother Ximen Bai was strong enough to deal with these people.

Humiliation could either be washed away with blood or erased with a high and mighty posture.

Obviously, Ximen Bo chose the latter. He hugged his son in his arms and looked at the crowd surrounding the entrance of the Shang family’s Hotel. Other than those large factions, most of them were citizens of Danska City. He pointed at the people who were very familiar with the father and son. “Son, these people once bullied you, but now, they don’t have the right to accept your revenge. Even if you let them lick the soles of their shoes, it’s a gift to them. That’s because you’re no longer Bai Rong. You’re Ximen Rong, a member of the Alliance Empire. Your grandfather is one of the four Venerables of the Alliance Empire, one of the few Divine Realm experts on this continent!”

Divine Realm experts had the blood of gods flowing in their bodies. In the eyes of the people of the Central Continent, these citizens were indeed not even qualified to lick Ximen Song’s shoes.

The Ximen family was once a direct descendant of one of the four great Spirit Master families. This identity was still admired by people in the past and now!

No one had expected that this father and son pair, who had once been stepped into the quagmire by them, were actually descendants of the Divine Realm. The fatty kneeling in the middle of the street trembled even more violently. Those people hiding behind the others could not even stand steadily. At this moment, these people hoped that they would become even more lowly so that this father and son pair would disdain to attack.

Glory slowly seeped into the child’s heart. How lowly a five-year-old child was in the past was how proud he was at this moment. He raised his head high and glanced at these people with a pair of big eyes filled with innocence. He said proudly, “Hmph, my grandfather is a Divine Realm expert, and I will also be a Divine Realm expert in the future. I’ll spare your dog lives, and I won’t bicker with you in the future!”

Only then did those people kneel on the ground and beg for mercy from the father and son. At the same time, they thanked them for being magnanimous.