"You, apologize!" The little girl stood with her hands on her hips, her eyes blazing with fury, making them shine brightly as she glared fiercely at the boy opposite her.

The girl looked to be about eight or nine years old. She was beautifully sculpted, delicate and charming. Her bangs, which reached her eyebrows, covered most of her face, making her eyes appear even larger and more expressive. Her small, pink lips were tightly pursed, showing that she was angry.

The few customers inside the Silver Emblem Shop all looked this way. The girl's delicate and lovely appearance was a sight to behold, and even when she was angry, she still looked quite adorable.

The boy opposite her, who was being threatened, was twelve or thirteen years old, not much older than the girl. He had rosy lips and white teeth, and was even more handsome than the girl. He wore a royal blue robe and mandarin jacket of excellent quality, indicating that he was a young master from a wealthy family, used to being pampered. At this moment, he was frightened by the girl's fierce appearance and cold aura, and his face turned pale. He blinked his misty eyes and weakly said, "I... I didn't mean to, I didn't mean to..." His voice was already tinged with sobs, and his face showed a hint of shame.

"Hmph! Not on purpose? Who would believe that?" The girl snorted coldly, her tone aggressive, her eyes gleaming with icy coldness: "Don't you know this will damage my sister's reputation? Looking at your scared face, you clearly know it, yet you still did it. I never thought you would be so shameless at such a young age, capable of doing something like this."

The girl spoke without any mercy, showing no regard for the fact that the other person was about to cry.

"Uh, Seventh Sister, I think he really didn't mean it. Let's go back first." The girl, who was slightly older than the girl and had a bright and pretty appearance, heard the girl talking more and more out of line, so she quickly tugged at the girl's sleeve and whispered, intending to let the matter drop.

There are too many people here. If a girl keeps making a fuss, she will eventually be criticized. How can Seventh Sister, who is so young, withstand such criticism?

Moreover, the boy seemed innocent, almost to the point of tears, and certainly didn't seem like a wicked person. Perhaps he really didn't do it on purpose.

"Sixth Sister, you don't need to speak up for him. He should be punished for his mistakes, especially someone as shameless as him. He's already like this at such a young age, what will he be like when he grows up?" Zhao Jia and Yue were furious, determined to get to the bottom of this, their eyes full of contempt and disdain as they looked at the boy.

That bastard dared to flirt with her sixth sister! This is absolutely intolerable!

Sixth Sister may be soft-hearted, but that doesn't mean she'll let things slide. If she doesn't teach him a lesson, she's not Zhao Jia He Yue!

Zhao Jiayan sighed, rubbing her forehead. When did her seventh sister become so relentless? But for some reason, she felt that her seventh sister was really cute and had such a strong presence at that moment.

The farce in front of us started when Zhao Jia and Yue, along with their sixth sister Zhao Jia Yan Yue, finally managed to go out of the mansion for a trip and decided to buy jewelry. However, they were taken advantage of by a clueless scoundrel.

Of course, it was her sixth sister who was taken advantage of, but that is precisely why it is even more unforgivable.

What does it matter if they act innocent or pitiful? What does it matter if they're young? Zhao Jia and Yue never hesitate to hit those who deserve it.

"No, no, I didn't, I didn't mean to, I didn't..." The girl's words were so offensive that the boy blushed with shame and indignation, yet he had no way to refute them.

Ultimately, she felt guilty and was too thin-skinned. Tears welled up in her eyes, and her eyes turned red. She could only frantically wave her hands, repeatedly saying, "I didn't mean to." Her eyes darted around, but she couldn't find anyone to help her, and she became increasingly flustered and helpless.

"A grown man crying like this, aren't you ashamed? Where did your guts go when you took advantage of me? Let me tell you, I'll give you two choices: either apologize to my sixth sister, or I won't be polite!" Her eyes were filled with murderous intent as she approached step by step. The girl was petite, and her soft, clear voice, like that of a nightingale, sounded like a demonic cacophony to the boy's ears.

The boy pursed his lips tightly, his brows revealing a hint of grievance, yet he stubbornly refused to speak.

He Yue sneered. "So, you're planning to refuse a toast only to suffer the consequences?" She rolled up her sleeves, grabbed the boy's arm, and the boy hurriedly broke free in fright. He Yue coldly scolded, "You think you can just leave like that? Didn't your mother teach you to take responsibility for your mistakes?"

"Take responsibility for what?" The boy opened his mouth wide in surprise. He wasn't an idiot. He had seen women pester Ninth Brother to take responsibility before. Could it be that the little girl in front of him wanted him to marry her sister?

"Apologize to my sister!" He Yue's voice was extremely clear and cold, and her tone left no room for doubt. Such an aura made people forget her age. Who would have thought that a little girl could have an aura that was no less than that of an adult?

The boy breathed a sigh of relief for some reason, but still shook his head. "A scholar can be killed but not humiliated. How can I apologize to someone so easily?"

"Since you're unwilling to apologize, don't blame me for being impolite!" Her soft, childish voice uttered cold words, and the boy felt a chill run down his spine. He stared at her with wide, bewildered eyes.

The next moment, the boy cried out in pain, clutching his left eye and falling to the ground.

The incident happened in an instant. He Yue pursed her cherry lips and, under the astonished and stunned gazes of everyone in the store, pounced on the boy and sat down on him with her little fists raining down on his face and body.

The screams sent shivers down everyone's spines, and a thought flashed through their minds: This little girl is terrifying, a demon has descended upon the world, striking without warning.

I wonder how such a small body can unleash such terrifying power?

The boy's screams and sobs rang out one after another. He Yue, sitting on the boy, had a tense little face. After a beating, He Yue's anger gradually dissipated, and her little hands started to hurt.

The boy beneath her cried out, his voice growing hoarse and weaker, before He Yue reluctantly released him and stood up.

He Yue was panting, feeling a bit tired. It was all because her body was too weak; she had only used less than 30% of her strength. If it were the old her, who knows what would have become of the boy by now.

Yan Yue quickly stepped forward, grabbed He Yue's little hand, blew on it, and asked worriedly, "Does Seventh Sister hurt?"

Everyone: ...

juvenile:……

Who should feel the pain? But that little girl used so much force to beat someone until their head looked like a pig's, so she definitely deserves to feel the pain.

Yan Yue didn't care what others thought. She was stunned by He Yue's actions and had no time to sympathize with the boy. Her seventh sister was the most important person, especially since her seventh sister was doing it for her.

"Waaah...you hit me, I'm going to...I'm going to..." The boy, who had finally caught his breath, suddenly burst into tears. His once handsome face was now swollen like a pig's head. He was in pain all over and grimaced. When he saw the girl who had hit him earlier nestled obediently in the young woman's arms, he was furious and inexplicably aggrieved, and he cried even louder.

However, after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what to do to the girl. Helpless, he could only shout loudly, "Fourth Brother, sob sob, Fourth Brother..."