The leader was a boy of eleven or twelve years old. He was strong, had a round face, and looked very fierce. He was about the size of two and a half small stars, standing there like a mountain, blocking the way for the little stars to leave.

Yi Lingling rushed up, took the little boy's arm, and said affectionately to him.

"Brother Minghua, this brat bullied me! He dared to grab my hand! What right does such a filthy little bastard have to touch me? You must teach him a lesson for me!"

As Yi Lingling spoke, she gave Xiao Xingxing a venomous look, a look rarely seen in a child, as if a demon about to break free was imprisoned inside the child's body.

Little Star frowned. He disliked Yi Lingling's gaze; it made him very uncomfortable.

Before he could speak, Pei Minghua strode forward and shoved Xiao Xingxing hard.

"You brat, who gave you permission to look at Lingling like that! Kneel down right now and apologize!"

Little Star was pushed back several steps. After finally regaining her balance, she clenched her little fists in anger.

"Don't touch me!"

Pei Minghua snorted coldly and looked at the group of underlings surrounding him.

The underlings roared angrily at Little Star in unison.

Kneel down! Apologize!

Little Star took a step forward, raised her head and looked at Pei Minghua with unwavering determination, saying each word clearly.

"It's only right for me to kneel before my parents and grandfather! But who do you think you are? We're all of the same generation, why should I kneel before you?"

Upon hearing this, Pei Minghua immediately flew into a rage.

He finally lost his temper, rushed forward, and punched Little Star hard in the face.

"Hmm..."

Little Star was knocked to the ground, her cheek swollen high, and she let out a painful groan.

He braced himself with his hands on the ground, just as he was about to stand up, when Pei Minghua stepped on Xiao Xingxing's back, stomping him back to the ground and mocking him arrogantly.