Thinking of this, Zhu Haotian's disgust for Si Jin deepened.

Unable to contain his anger any longer, he shouted, "Petty thief, you lowly bastard! My sister is an upright person by nature. Is it wrong for her to say a few words to you?"

"You really have the heart to hurt a child who is not even five years old."

"Which eye of yours saw me hit someone?"

Si Jin stood up, meeting Zhu Haotian's gaze without flinching, her imposing presence showing no sign of weakness.

This reaction made Zhu Haotian's heart sink.

A sense of fear miraculously arose.

Qin Sijin used to be extremely timid. Whenever she saw him, she would tremble with fear and wish she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Why is today...different?

"Tell me, which eye saw me hit her?"

Seeing that the other party remained silent, the one who became aggressive turned out to be the one who became the one who was ...

The boy stepped forward, forcing Zhu Haotian to take two steps back.

"I...I didn't see it." Zhu Haotian originally wanted to say "I saw it with both eyes", but for some reason, he had a feeling that Si Jin would gouge out his eyes if he said it, so he immediately changed the subject.

Holding up her four-and-a-half-year-old daughter, she said, "Look at the injury on her arm, it's so serious. Didn't you hit her?"

"As the saying goes, seeing is believing." As she spoke, Si Jin had already arrived in front of Zhu Haotian.

He slowly raised his hand.

Snap snap snap—

He slapped Yang Yu'er's small face hard several times.

The sound was loud, instantly stunning Yang Yu'er and Zhu Haotian.

"The wounds are all bruised and purple; these are the ones I inflicted."

In the silence, the white-haired boy turned his head to look at Zhu Haotian and said innocently, "Compare them and see if there's a big difference between them and the injury on her arm?"

Unable to bear the pain, Yang Yu'er burst into tears, which threw Zhu Haotian into a panic.

Enraged, he pulled the child back into his arms and raised his hand at Si Jin: "Qin Si Jin, you're asking for death!"

Having said that, he was about to throw a punch.

But, just as his arm was raised halfway, Si Jin kicked him in the stomach.

Bang--

His heavy body leaned back, and his head hit the ground directly, almost causing a concussion.

"Cough cough cough!"

Zhu Haotian coughed a few times, and soon a faint trace of blood slid down the corner of his lips.

Yang Yu'er was surprised that Si Jin had suddenly become so powerful, and immediately abandoned Zhu Haotian and ran away.

He kept shouting, "Help! Everyone come quick to save him! The old monster is going to kill my brother!"

The little girl's crying quickly alerted the farmers harvesting the autumn crops in the fields.

Seeing that the lucky star who helped everyone generate income had been beaten black and blue, he immediately put down his work and followed Yang Yu'er to the east of the village.

… …

Meanwhile, Zhu Haotian, who had been thrown to the ground several times by Si Jin, was still unwilling to give in.

She got up again and lunged at Si Jin with all her might.

This time, however, the boy did not fight back, but let him grab his neck and press him to the ground.

A nonchalant smile played on his lips.

Upon closer inspection, it's somewhat creepy.

However, Zhu Haotian did not pay attention to any of this.

He thought he had finally won a round and excitedly raised his fist to smash it down.

He's determined to smash this sickly kid's head open!

Unfortunately, his fist was intercepted by a strong hand just as it was halfway through the air.

Zhu Haotian moved, attempting to resist.

But the next second, Feng Linyuan crushed most of his hand bones, making a clear "crack" sound.

"Ahhhh—"

With a sharp scream, Feng Linyuan kicked the person five meters away.

"You dare touch my little one? You're asking for trouble?"