Feng Bingwen disliked the drawn-out and complicated interactions between adults, finding them too tedious and troublesome. He preferred to do things cleanly and efficiently.

"You ate all the snacks I gave you for lunch?"

Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's words, Wen Huashang realized that the weight of the lunchbox in her hand was incorrect, and she was immediately surprised. She had noticed yesterday that this child was different from the ordinary child, but today she felt that he was even more extraordinary.

I shared some with my classmates, but most of it ended up in my stomach.

Feng Bingwen smiled. Ever since the Dragon Pearl entered his stomach, his body had become increasingly different from that of ordinary people. However, when it came to eating, he had almost mastered the art of fasting. He wouldn't feel hungry if he ate too little, nor would he feel bloated if he ate too much. He could eat as he pleased.

"Wait a minute!"

Upon hearing the child say that his pastries were delicious, Wen Huashang turned around and walked into the shop behind her. A moment later, she returned carrying a heavy package wrapped in oil paper and handed it to Feng Bingwen.

"Here, take it home and eat it. If you don't like it, come back tomorrow."

"Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Feng Bingwen accepted the oil paper package, which was about the size of a watermelon, without hesitation, and then asked the question.

"What's wrong with this? It's just some pastries."

"Didn't I make you lose out?"

"If you like it, come every day. I'll like it too. So don't talk about losing money anymore."

Although Wen Huashang was a woman, her words at this moment were quite magnanimous and forthright.

She knew in her heart that since her husband's death, her situation had become increasingly difficult, and she had no one to help her on a daily basis.

Now that someone has finally stood up for her, even though she is just a child, we can't let people down and just dismiss her. Otherwise, how will people view her in the future?

"I won't hold back."

Feng Bingwen couldn't help but laugh. Pastries and candied fruits were rare treats in this county town. Ordinary families' children could only eat a little bit during festivals. Even if they drooled with envy on ordinary days, no adult would buy them for them.

"Come on, please."

"Okay, I'm going home now."

Be careful on the road.

Afterwards, Feng Bingwen carried a large bag of pastries home, and when he got home, the two elderly people were naturally surprised by the fruity desserts in his hands.

However, he had already confessed to beating someone yesterday, so when he explained that the pastries were a gift from the owner of Ruyufang, which he had patronized the day before, the two old people understood. The old man lying on the bed even praised the woman for being quite clever and knowing how to behave.

"However, if you encounter the same thing again, you should stay away and not get into a fight with anyone."

The old man, while eating jujube cake, didn't forget to give Feng Bingwen some advice. Feng Bingwen, however, stuffed a piece of pea flour cake into his mouth, his cheeks bulging, and stammered, managing to get away with it.

Dinner was just a simple meal of pastries. The two elders ate only a little, but Feng Bingwen ate everything. His appetite impressed the two elders, but they weren't surprised, as they were already used to it.

Before going to sleep, Feng Bingwen habitually glanced at the celestial book, and as expected...

Helping a vulnerable woman collect debts is a good deed, and one should pick up [something].

They were few, but their stability was a strength. Feng Bingwen pondered that if he could find a few more scoundrels like Hu Er, he wouldn't need to go underwater aimlessly searching for water ghosts; he could just beat them up directly—simple and brutal.

"What excuse should I use to beat up Hu Er tomorrow?"

Before going to sleep, Feng Bingwen pondered that since ancient times, people have always valued having a legitimate reason for their actions. He needed to find a proper and suitable reason for beating people up every day.

However, the next morning, Feng Bingwen, on his way to school in the county town, discovered that he no longer needed to worry about an excuse to beat someone up, because...

"You little brat, I've finally waited for you!"

On a dirt road some distance from Qingshan County, a young man with a bruised and swollen face, who was walking with a limp, led a group of thugs dressed in short cloth clothes, who were crooked and had malicious smiles on their faces, and surrounded a child carrying a small cloth bag.

"Hu Er, is this the guy you asked us to beat up? Damn it, I thought he was some tough guy, but he's just a kid. Are you pregnant with a dog? You can't even beat a kid this big."

A man dressed in shorts and with his chest exposed gave Feng Bingwen a once-over, then couldn't help but laugh before turning back to Hu Er and mocking him.

"Yeah, you're so weak. Did you use up all your energy on prostitutes?"

"With a body like yours, you still dare to set your sights on that young lady from Ruru Jade Pavilion?"

The scoundrels that Hu Er had brought over started mocking Hu Er as soon as they saw Feng Bingwen. The fact that the boy was only a teenager made these young and strong men lose all sense of caution.

"Don't be fooled by this little guy's appearance, he's incredibly strong. Look at all these injuries on me, they were all inflicted by him. This isn't something an ordinary kid could do."

Hu Er was furious at the mockery of his cronies, but all he wanted to do now was to deal with Feng Bingwen, who was calmly observing them with a smile on his face, and vent the frustration he had been holding in for the past few days.

"How extraordinary can he be? He's just a child."

The burly man who had just spoken up to mock Hu Er said disdainfully.

"But since you paid us to come, we'll naturally grant your request. Tell me, how do you want to deal with this little thing? Break its legs or its arms?"

"No need to break his legs or arms. Just teach him a lesson!"

Upon hearing the burly man's suggestion, Hu Er was taken aback and quickly shook his head.

"You coward, what's the point of breaking a leg or an arm? Are you going to grab this kid and spank him?"

"Yes, you guys grab this kid, I'm going to spank his ass until it's swollen!"

Hu Er's spirits lifted, and he made up his mind.

"You good-for-nothing! You invited us here to play house, didn't you?"

Several men couldn't help but curse when they heard Hu Er's words.

"He beat you up like this..."

"This kid's grandfather was my schoolteacher when I was a child..."

Hu Er tried to explain, but faced with the disdainful looks of his companions, he couldn't continue.

"Fine, you coward. You paid for it, so whatever you say goes. Kid, behave yourself, stick your butt out, and let your Uncle Hu give you a beating to vent your anger!"

The burly man shook his head, then looked at Feng Bingwen. Seeing the boy's calm expression, he sensed something was wrong, but still stepped forward and reached out to grab him.

"Hu Er, you are truly my guiding light!"

Feng Bingwen smiled and reached out to meet the burly man's hand. With a "crack," he broke four of the burly man's fingers, much to the man's sudden change in expression.