Chapter 543: Little Tyrant

When Lu Daochen arrived at the Martial Pavilion Tower, he heard the sounds of chaos from inside. His face turned dark as a storm cloud. "Tell me, where's that little rascal?" Lu Daochen demanded angrily from the guard. A guard with a bruised and swollen face quickly pointed inside the pavilion. "Chancellor, the young master is inside!" "That little brat is going to drive me to my grave!" Lu Daochen muttered angrily as he rushed into the tower. As soon as he entered, a vase flew directly towards...