"impossible!"

"Ah, my hand is going to break." Zhu Wanwan's smooth forehead was covered with a layer of glistening sweat.

"Will you talk or not?" Li Changfeng was adept at dealing with all kinds of dissent and stubbornness. He exerted force in his hand, which intensified the pain.

The most agonizing kind of fracture is that which is on the verge of breaking, that's the line between breaking and not breaking.

With just a little force, the entire arm would be ruined; maintaining that level of force would make the person cramp.

"I'll talk, I'll talk..." Zhu Wanwan lowered her proud head and smoothed out her unruly nature.

Those who are arrogant and aloof are those who lack physical affection.

A good beating would do the trick.

"Go ahead and say it," Li Changfeng teased.

"I was wrong, I'm sorry." Zhu Wanwan was filled with shame and anger.

"I didn't hear you," Li Changfeng said deliberately, trying to cause trouble.

"sorry."

"Not sincere enough! You need to apologize from the bottom of your heart, be more sincere."

Zhu Wanwan was furious, but she had no choice but to submit to the situation.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong."

"I'll consider it a pass, but it'll do." Li Changfeng released his arm.

"Wanwan!" A loud shout rang out as a car sped towards them from a distance, leaving a long trail of dust in its wake.

"Father?" Zhu Wanwan's eyes lit up.

The car stopped, and the chief of Qingyun Village opened the door and got out.

"Wanwan, what are you doing here so late at night? I was so worried about you."

"Even if you come out, you should let me know, give me a call or something."

"You're not even taking your phone? Are you trying to drive your dad crazy?"

"Dad, I'm fine." Zhu Wanwan shook her head and rubbed her shoulders.

The chieftain of Qingyun Village turned his head to look around, then fixed his gaze on Li Changfeng. "Girl, are you in love?"

"No."

"Then who is he?"

"He's a jerk," Zhu Wanwan said irritably.

"What do you mean? Did he bully you?" Chief Qingyun's expression immediately changed, his eyebrows furrowing together.

"Father, he's the one who hurt me." The simple-minded son limped off the car. "My sister is missing at home. It's very likely that he's the one who brought her out."

"Daughter, is what your brother said true?"

"Well, it's all in the past." Zhu Wanwan didn't want to cause any more trouble.

She witnessed Li Changfeng's martial arts skills; no one in Qingyun Village was a match for him.

Even Dad won't do it.

You won't benefit from a fight.

"So that's what you mean?" The chieftain of Qingyun Village's tone turned gloomy.

"Kid, I just scolded my son for being a coward who got beaten up like that."

"We've run into each other, what a small world! I'm going to have my way with you, is that alright?" Chief Qingyun said bluntly.

We're going to have a fight.

The expression is clear enough.

"Father, let's put this matter behind us. What's past is past," Zhu Wanwan said, trying to smooth things over and act as a peacemaker.

"Sis, what's wrong with you? Did your brother get beaten up for nothing?"

"With your father upholding justice, what are you afraid of? You haven't fallen for her, have you?" the young man said sarcastically, clearly dissatisfied.

There's no such thing as someone turning their elbow against someone else; I've never heard of that anywhere in the country.

Little did they know, Zhu Wanwan was saving her own family.

We can't beat them, we really can't beat them.

If I have the ability to compete with him, I'll beat him to a pulp.

So much bullying! Don't I want to beat them to a pulp?

They took off my clothes, groped me, and then apologized for no reason. I don't know how much anger I was holding in.

He has emphysema.

The main problem is that Li Changfeng's martial arts skills are too strong, and he will most likely bring shame upon himself.

The most tragic thing is when you push someone too far and things get out of control.

"Boy, how are you going to explain this to me?" Chief Qingyun ignored all advice and insisted on his own way.

What kind of explanation do you want?

"If I cut off an arm or a leg, I'm young and can let bygones be bygones."

"I'm not stupid enough to hurt myself." Li Changfeng tilted his head, of course he wouldn't.

"Then I'll come myself."

"Father, no!" Zhu Wanwan grabbed him urgently, shaking her head repeatedly.

"Let go!" Chief Qingyun broke free from his daughter and rushed forward.

Li Changfeng remained calm and composed, almost unbelievably so.

He didn't take the attack from the chief of Qingyun Village seriously at all.

The two then clashed.

Zhu Yunfeng, standing to the side, was thrilled, his expression animated. His father's actions were like two men in one, and even before he made a move, he could almost picture Li Changfeng being beaten until his nose bled and he was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

His imagination is undeniably rich.

However, the ensuing fight caused his face to fall.

"Dad, go and kill him!"

"Give him a good beating. We can't lose face for Qingyun Village."

"You've eaten more salt than he's eaten rice, so you can easily control him."

Whoever is older has the better martial arts skills?

If that's the case, there's no need for strenuous practice; it's all about health preservation.

Whoever lives the longest is the greatest in the world.

There's no such logic in the world.

"Thump!" As soon as Zhu Yunfeng finished speaking, the chief of Qingyun Village fell face-first to his son's feet, his chin scraping against the ground, leaving a dark bloodstain.

"Father, you...you..." Zhu Yunfeng was speechless.

"You brat, shut your mouth! You're the one who ruined my performance." Chief Qingyun placed the blame directly on his son.

"Father, I'm not saying anything anymore, you continue."

Zhu Wanwan sighed, "Father, let's stop here."

"I'm an old man, how can I admit defeat?" Chief Qingyun got up, waving his hand, "Give me my knife."

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