C1103 The Dagger Was Drawn

Zhao Beixing looked at Zhao Xianfeng, puzzled.

His son could even anger him to death, so why couldn't he do anything?

Apart from his flesh, there was nothing else good about him.

If this senior knew his son, why did he speak like that?

But his son was a university student. How could he know such a powerful expert?

However, Zhao Beixing suppressed the doubt in his heart and said respectfully