any other text you'd like me to translate!Zhao Ping'an's figure, like a ghost, had already rushed to Zhao Zhongsheng's face. He raised his fist and punched straight at his temple.Zhao Zhongsheng's he...strong is the father again"What kind of opponent are they facingZhao Ping'an adjusted his mood and stopped thinking about it. He walked into Yunding Palace, put the food on the table, and then called...