In a split second, Lianshan saw a fist as big as a bowl coming straight for his face. If it landed, there was no way to explain away a black eye. Liu Shouren quickly ducked and barely avoided the blow, watching as his brother-in-law swiftly grabbed Uncle Wu to stop him from chasing after.
Before he could even celebrate, he saw the old man widening his eyes in a threat, warning his brother-in-law to let go or else they'd both get a beating—oh no, he meant sparring!
The moment Liu Shouren heard the word 'sparring' equate to getting beaten by Uncle Wu, he felt a pang in his teeth.
It's just that the old man was not only of an older generation, but his martial prowess was quite formidable. As someone who couldn't win a fake fight and certainly not a real one, not daring to strike dirty tricks due to respect for his seniority, he had been taught quite a few lessons by him. The phrase 'lingering fear' wasn't even enough to describe his feelings!
