However, what surprised him was that this boy, who looked about the same age as his grandson, not only withstood his level 50 or so soul power without changing his expression, but also had the leisure to provoke him.

Ha...it's very interesting...unconsciously, the old man actually became curious about Yang Pojun!

"Little bastard, I want to see how stubborn you can be!"

After a while——

"Um?"

How can it be?

The old man raised his eyebrows and his heart trembled slightly!

As the pressure of releasing his soul power has exceeded level 60, the old man's originally angry expression gradually turned into surprise.

The sixty-level soul power didn't force out his martial soul?

The performance of the bastard in front of him has far exceeded the old man's expectations.

His body stood there like a towering mountain. Facing his own soul power like the waves crashing on the shore, not only did he not move at all, but the look on his face was also calm and composed.

There was no wind in his robe, and the old man increased his soul power output again. However, this time the increase was not as rapid as at the beginning, but gradually increased bit by bit.

Being able to withstand the output of his sixty-level soul power at a young age, Yang Pojun has initially gained the old man's attention.

On the side, Liu Erlong's eyes were slightly anxious. On one side was his father, and on the other was the object of his significance.

In a trance, time intertwined, and she seemed to have returned to that stormy night more than 20 years ago, the place where all the nightmares began...

For a moment, Liu Erlong's face showed a look of horror, his delicate body convulsed violently, his eyes were distracted, and his face was as white as frost.

Level seventy-eight——

Yang Pojun finally showed an unnatural look on his face. As the Blood Dragon Soul Shocking Gun surged out, the pressure around him was relieved!

With the martial spirit in hand, Yang Pojun suddenly seemed to be a different person, his eyes were like a torch and his sharp edge was revealed!

The moment Yang Pojun released his martial spirit, the old man's breathing suddenly became heavier.

His feeling was the most obvious. As the martial spirit appeared, the boy in front of him instantly turned into a sharp blade with cold light in his eyes.

The soul power that was originally attached to him was instantly cut in half by a sharp breath, and then, this breath that seemed to be the sharpest in the world rushed towards him.

"You still dare to resist?"

"snort--"

With a cold snort from the old man's mouth, his soul power suddenly increased to level 80. The two soul powers collided in the air and created layers of ripples.

"Buzz——"

A dull buzzing sound sounded!

The soul power collapsed, Yang Pojun was shocked and took a few steps back, his face slightly flushed.

The violent collision ended with Yang Pojun's defeat.

The old man's cold snort also woke up Liu Erlong who was trapped in painful memories.

"Xiaojun——" With a scream, Liu Erlong's face changed drastically, and he stood in front of Yang Pojun, his soul power burst out of his body, biting his lip, his brows filled with evil aura, his eyes red, and he glared at the old man, his eyes

There is both vigilance and anger in it.

He squinted his eyes and remained silent. After a moment, the cold and serious expression on the old man's face suddenly softened. He looked Liu Erlong up and down, and a smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"What's your relationship with him?"

"I..." His eyes averted, Liu Erlong hesitated and didn't know how to answer.

It wasn't that she didn't dare to admit her relationship with Yang Pojun, but because of their age, she was too embarrassed to speak out.

"Cough...cough..."

After taking a breath and suppressing the restless soul power in his heart, Yang Pojun stepped forward and stood side by side with his little aunt. He naturally held her hand and looked directly at the old man: "We are a couple!"

Liu Erlong's expression suddenly paused, looking at Yang Pojun with complex eyes, biting his lip, his eyes filled with tears.

A sharp light suddenly burst out from his pupils, as if the old man wanted to see through Yang Pojun's heart.

There was silence in the room. The old man and Yang Pojun looked at each other, refusing to give in. The emotions in Liu Erlong's eyes were gradually melting, and tears had already flowed down unconsciously.

The weird atmosphere lasted for about half a minute. The old man nodded imperceptibly, keeping an expressionless expression, and said calmly: "Erlong, you go out first!"

The little aunt did not move, but her palms were tightly held with Yang Pojun's, as if they would live and die together.

"You go out first!" Yang Pojun said softly after letting go of his little aunt's hand.

"No!" Shaking his head, Liu Erlong vehemently rejected Yang Pojun's proposal.

"Be good, go out and wait for me!" Yang Pojun smiled as he wiped away his aunt's tears as if no one else was watching.

"No, I want to stay with you, no one can separate us!" Liu Erlong shook his head again, his tone extremely firm.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. Senior, what do you think?" Yang Pojun turned to look at the old man.

The old man's face was covered with black lines, and he nodded with a sinking face, but he was roaring crazily in his heart: I don't think you respect me at all!

"If anything happens to him, I won't be able to live anymore!" Liu Erlong threatened after glancing at the old man silently.

Old man: Is this my daughter? I’m so... mentally broken...

Watching the little aunt walk out with three turns, the old man took a deep breath and tried to calm down the anger in his heart.

After a while, he squinted and looked at Yang Pojun meaningfully: "What are your intentions in approaching Erlong?"

"Intention?" Yang Pojun was stunned, and after thinking about it, he said that he really had an intention, but wouldn't it be too unbecoming of a man to say that he covets his daughter's body in front of his future father-in-law?

"There is no intention, I just like it!" In the end, Yang Pojun still did not dare to express his feelings.

The old man was silent for a moment and snorted: "Tell the truth!"

Hmm...Okay, this excuse is indeed a bit far-fetched!

"Well... I really didn't have any intentions. In fact, there were some small misunderstandings between us at the beginning. Later, the misunderstandings were resolved, and we gradually developed feelings for each other!"

It’s hard to say that I should get on the bus first and pay for the ticket later!

If he really told the truth, wouldn't this old guy immediately pull out his big stick and deal crazy damage to himself?

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The old man waved his sleeves and swept down the tea cup, causing broken porcelain to fly everywhere. His expression was stiff, and his pupils were as sharp as knives.

"Misunderstanding? Do you really think I'm blind? How could I not know what changes have happened to my own daughter?" the old man shouted in a low voice.

"Fuck...what did he mean by that?" Yang Pojun twitched the corner of his mouth and took a breath of air: "Could he have noticed that Liu Erlong is no longer perfect?"

"Cough...cough...that, misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" Yang Pojun said sincerely: "Sister Erlong and I are really in love now..."

The old man's face softened slightly and he interrupted lightly: "I'm not blind. I can see that she really likes you. Stop talking nonsense and get to the point. When will you get married?"

....No, boss, why didn't you follow the routine when you spoke? Did you click on the progress bar? Yang Pojun's face froze.

He paused and reorganized his words: "You may not know it well, but I am still a student of Lanba Academy, so our relationship has not been made public yet. However, after this Soul Master Competition, I will graduate, and then we will

The relationship will naturally be made public."

The old man lowered his eyes slightly, listened patiently, and looked thoughtful.

After Yang Pojun finished speaking, he said calmly: "Pour some tea."

This detail shows that the old man has "forgived" him.

Yang Pojun immediately poured tea, just like a young employee serving the leader in the company in his previous life.

The old man took a sip of tea. After a few seconds of silence, he shook his head and said, "I don't care what your identity is or who is supporting you. Erlong is my daughter and no one can bully her. Do you understand?"

He was warning me, fearing that I would let down my little aunt. He really loved her... Yang Pojun was slightly moved, and he had a good impression of this future father-in-law.

Without thinking, Yang Pojun nodded and said seriously: "Don't worry, I won't let Sister Er Long down."

The old man looked at Yang Pojun expressionlessly, and subconsciously tapped his fingers on the table. After pondering for a moment, he slowly said: "To be honest, I am both satisfied and dissatisfied with you. Judging from your age, you are extremely talented.

, enough to be worthy of Erlong, but, similarly, your age is also a flaw and does not meet my expectations!"

"However, since Erlong is willing, I will reluctantly do it. I don't know where you got the luck to make my daughter fall in love with you. From now on, you will be hers. Remember not to make her sad, otherwise, you will chase her to the end of the world.

, I won’t let you go either!”

Your daughter likes me? Am I hers?
Chapter completed!