"stop!!"

Seeing that it was almost time, Han Hui called his companions to stop.

Han Hui squatted down, then looked at Yuan Shu with a smug expression and grinned maliciously:

"So? Are you convinced or not? If you're willing to kowtow and admit your mistake, I'll let you go back, okay?"

"Cough! Hah! I give up, you old bastard!"

Yuan Shu, who was being trampled on the ground, coughed up a mouthful of blood and grinned slightly.

Although Yuan Shu's voice was not loud and was indistinct, Han Hui could still tell that Yuan Shu was greeting his elderly mother.

In an instant, Han Hui's face turned a deep purplish-red.

"He's really stubborn! Keep hitting him, let's see how long he can keep up this act!"

Han Hui shouted sharply, stood up, and raised his foot to kick Yuan Shu in the chest.

"stop!!"

Just then, a furious roar rang out.

"Um?"

Han Hui and the students turned to look.

A burly man walked over from the crowd.

"Who are you, you bastard, daring to meddle in my business?"

Han Hui frowned, looked the burly man up and down, and acted superior.

The burly man glanced at Yuan Shu lying on the ground, his heart sinking. He then looked at Han Hui and said in a deep voice:

"I don't mean to meddle, but if you keep fighting, that young master might be beaten to death!"

"What does it have to do with you if I beat him to death? You bastard, get the hell out of my sight!"

Han Hui sneered, his words filled with utter contempt for the burly man.

"Who are you calling a bastard...?"

The burly man had his fists clenched, and his eyes were filled with barely suppressed rage.

"Hmph~, I called you a bastard? So what?"

Han Hui snorted coldly, his eyes widening, looking arrogant and domineering.

"You're asking for it!!"

The burly man roared and then delivered a swift and powerful left hook, striking Han Hui's other cheek.

"Ah~!"

With a scream from Han Hui, his second tooth, still stained with blood, flew out again.

This scene happened so fast and so suddenly that Han Hui's companions were stunned for a moment.

Just like Yuan Shu, the burly man took advantage of the other student's momentary lapse in concentration and swung his massive fist, knocking the other student down.

Only then did the group of students react and begin fighting with the burly man.

It's important to know that the students of this period were not the weak scholars of later generations; they were all quite skilled in martial arts.

Perhaps they were no match for the strong man in a one-on-one fight, but if they attacked together, even the strong man would not be able to withstand them.

Faced with attacks from all sides, the burly man gradually began to struggle.

Soon, the burly man, like Yuan Shu, was also knocked to the ground after defeating the two men.

Just then, Yuan Shu, who was lying on the ground, took a couple of deep breaths and struggled to get up.

Seeing the group of people beating up the burly man, Yuan Shu had a momentary urge to run away, but upon hearing the man's screams, he quickly abandoned the idea.

He can't afford to lose face, and the Yuan family can't afford to lose face either.

"Come on!!"

Yuan Shu roared and charged straight at the group of students.

A student was not paying attention and was bumped in the lower back by Yuan Shu.

With a thud, the student stumbled and fell forward, landing face-first on the ground.

"Ah~, you're really tough, aren't you!"

The pain enraged the student, who immediately stood up, cursed, and kicked Yuan Shu in the abdomen.

Yuan Shu, who had just gotten up, was knocked down again, and several students surrounded him once more, coldly watching Yuan Shu lying there.

On the other side, Han Hui also struggled to his feet, looking at the dying Yuan Shu, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, Han Hui's cheeks were swollen to the point of resembling a pig's head, and his speech was slurred. Waves of pain also caused him to lose his mind.

"I was just about to let you go, but you actually stood up for a bastard. It seems that all of you surnamed Yuan are just as bastards!"

As he spoke, Han Hui staggered toward Yuan Shu, who was lying on the ground.

"Who are you calling a bastard...?"

Just then, a voice tinged with anger reached everyone's ears.

"Hmm? Someone else is here?"

Han Hui paused, then looked up.

"It's you? Yuan Shao...?"

Upon seeing who it was, Han Hui frowned, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes.

Han Hui wouldn't be afraid if it were just Yuan Shao alone, but Yuan Shao was accompanied by Cao Cao, Dian Wei, the Xiahou brothers, and Xu Chu and his entourage.

Those guys were clearly beyond their capabilities.

It turned out that today was the Imperial Guard's monthly rest day, so Cao Cao was in high spirits and was preparing to go to listen to music with Yuan Shao, Dian Wei, the Xiahou brothers, and Xu Chu, when they happened to pass by this place.

As soon as they passed the teahouse, they heard Han Hui cursing the Yuan family coming from inside.

Although Yuan Shao had been expelled from the Yuan family by Yuan Feng, he was still his father and the person who had given him life.

Furthermore, his surname is Yuan, and no one can change that. When Han Hui curses the Yuan family, he is also cursing him.

The word "bastard" used by Han Hui, in particular, ignited Yuan Shao's anger.

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