Even though Li Daneng was extremely reluctant to go, as the guardian, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and go to bring Huang Weiye back. When he saw Huang Weiye, his mind went blank.
What on earth was he wearing?
Huang Weiye was dressed in a vest with rivets on it, a pair of leather pants, and a pair of boots. His hair stood upright, dyed in all sorts of bright colors.
Li Daneng could hardly remember what he originally looked like.
He wanted to scold Huang Weiye, but when the words were on the tip of his tongue, looking into Huang Weiye's half - smiling eyes, he inexplicably felt a chill down his spine.
It was the same old routine of compensating and apologizing. Although Huang Weiye was dressed flamboyantly, he seemed quite familiar with this process. After a long and tiring night, Li Daneng finally managed to take him out.
He originally planned to intimidate this kid, but as soon as Huang Weiye stepped out, several small motorcycles with colorful flashing lights roared over.
"Your Highness! We're here to pick you up!"
Huang Weiye casually brushed his hair back with one hand, gave Li Daneng a smug look, then jumped onto the back of a motorcycle and shouted, "Let's go! Full speed ahead!"
A few oddly - dressed young guys let out a howl and then sped off with a twist of the throttle.
Li Daneng stood there with his mouth wide open. Suddenly, he felt an overwhelming sense of panic. If Huang Weiye kept causing trouble like this, how much money did his family still have to clean up his mess?
No! This matter had to be resolved! He didn't believe there wasn't someone this little brat was afraid of!
The next day on the street, Huang Weiye with his rainbow - colored hair swaggered down the road, sucking on a popsicle, followed by a few of his flamboyantly - dressed lackeys.
Suddenly, he paused and turned to look at the person who had just passed by him.
That person also turned around, squinted his eyes, and took a long time to recognize him.
"Third, Third Prince?" Fang Zhiyi almost didn't recognize Nezha if it weren't for the system.
Nezha nodded. "Hey, isn't this Old Fang? Why are you here? Did you come specifically to see me?"
Fang Zhiyi looked at the flamboyant lackeys behind Nezha and was deeply shocked. Fortunately, he had seen a lot of things in his life. "No, no. I'm here to find someone. You know, we've been short - handed lately."
Nezha followed his gesture and looked at the girl behind him. Seeing the girl looking at him curiously, Nezha proudly puffed out his chest. "How about it! Am I fashionable? Totally awesome, right?"
Fang Zhiyi and Little Hei exchanged a glance and simultaneously gave a thumbs - up. "Yes, yes, Third Prince, you're amazing."
Nezha was very satisfied.
"Third Prince, is your mission... to revitalize the family?" Fang Zhiyi asked tentatively.
Nezha was stunned for a moment. "What family?"
Fang Zhiyi immediately understood. "Oh, it's okay. Then I'll take my leave. I still have to help this girl with something."
"Go ahead, go ahead." Nezha waved his hand. As Fang Zhiyi was leaving, he suddenly added, "Remember, if anyone tries to cause you trouble on these streets, just mention my title, the Crown Prince!"
Fang Zhiyi almost lost his balance.
"This Third Prince seems to have a strong learning ability, but what on earth is he learning?"
Little Hei sighed. "I can't even imagine what would happen if he went back to the Celestial Court after learning all this. Would those immortals cry?"
Fang Zhiyi and Little Hei looked at each other.
"It's none of our business. Let's just get out of here quickly."
Nezha was very satisfied at this moment. He snapped his fingers and said, "Play the music!"
One of his lackeys behind him turned on the portable stereo, and a powerful piece of music gradually filled the air.
The system timidly said, "Third Prince, that old guy wants to divorce your mom and make her bear all the compensation money because of you. Don't you want to go back and have a look?"
"Look at what? The original host was so submissive. Did he ever get any good out of it? That woman isn't any better either. She just watched her own son being abused. Bah!" But after walking a few steps, Nezha suddenly stopped. "Well... Come to think of it, I really can't let them divorce. Otherwise, they'll just cause trouble for others again!"
He turned around and gave an order. "Fall in line! Let's go!"
When Nezha roared up to his apartment building on that ear - splitting motorcycle, many people poked their heads out to look.
Nezha glared at them. "What are you all looking at! Haven't you ever seen a handsome guy? Get lost!"
Many neighbors had been harassed by him recently. They gritted their teeth and quickly pulled their heads back.
"They all pretended to be blind even though they knew a child was being abused. Bah!" Nezha muttered to himself and then started walking upstairs.
The loud dance music reached the place before Nezha did. Then Nezha appeared.
When he showed up, Li Daneng's face turned even uglier. "You stupid woman, look at your son!"
Huang's mother turned around and saw the completely changed Huang Weiye. Her face was full of anger. "Weiye! What are you doing! Are you trying to break this family up? What's wrong with you, this child..."
Before she could finish, Huang Weiye threw the portable radio in his hand. Caught off guard, Li Daneng took it right in the face and let out a howl.
"Daneng! Huang Weiye, are you trying to force me to sever ties with you!" Huang's mother quickly looked for something to stop the bleeding for Li Daneng.
Unexpectedly, Huang Weiye plopped down on the back of the sofa. "Sever ties? I've studied law. I'm not an adult yet. You can't, and neither can he." He pointed at Li Daneng.
Li Daneng covered his nose, his eyes red with anger. "You little bastard! Do you know how much money I've compensated for you these days? Let me tell you, you and your mother have to pay this money!" He pushed Huang's mother, and she fell to the ground with a thud. "Get out! I'm divorcing you!"
Huang Weiye crossed his arms and watched with a look of amusement.
"Divorce? Back then, this woman married you with the compensation money from my dead father. Now that you've spent all the money, you want to divorce? You're daydreaming!"
As soon as he said this, both Li Daneng and Huang's mother were stunned. They looked at Huang Weiye in disbelief.
"How can you talk like that?" Huang's mother said, trembling as she pointed at him.
"Then how should I talk? Should I praise you? Should I praise you for hitting me hard enough on behalf of this old man, or should I praise you for doing nothing when you watched me being forced to drink rinsing water from the hot - pot?"
Huang's mother's face changed. "Weiye, you weren't like this before. You should know that if it weren't for your step - father, we mother and son would have nowhere to go..."
"Shut up! It's your business if you like to fawn on others. I'm not here to reason with you." Huang Weiye directly interrupted Huang's mother. Then he waved his hand, and a lackey standing at the door immediately threw something in.
It was a coat.
Li Daneng was a bit confused, but Huang's mother recognized it. "Oh, it's Xiaowei's coat! The logo on it was embroidered by me..."
Li Daneng immediately realized what was going on. He angrily questioned, "You little bastard, what did you do!"
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