Now only the two daughters are left in this family.
Lan Yao was in a bad mood today and decided to help her daughter. As soon as she used her spiritual power, the status of the father and daughter was immediately reversed.
The daughter flung away the hands that were holding her and slapped her father several times.
The middle-aged man was stunned. When he came to his senses, his eyes reddened, and he tried to grab his daughter's hand and hit her back.
As a result, he found himself unable to move. The terror in his eyes grew stronger, and he could only let his daughter slap him.
When the middle-aged woman saw her husband being beaten, she rushed over with a howl: "You little bitch, how dare you lay a hand on your father? I'll beat you to death, you unfilial little beast!"
When the daughter saw her mother rushing up to hit her, she felt a deep sense of desolation. Just moments before, when her own father had almost strangled her to death, her mother had stood by indifferently.
Now that she's beaten her husband, she's no longer standing by indifferently.
Anger surged within me, and my body used boundless strength to fuel it.
She grabbed her mother's hair and started slapping her face repeatedly.
"I'll teach you to be biased. I'll teach you to disregard your daughter's life and death. I'll teach you to torment me."
Lan Yao clicked her tongue lightly: "How much injustice must she have suffered to become like this?"
Lan Yao's gaze swept over the man huddled in the corner, watching his daughter beat his parents: "Why do I feel like he's shifted his hatred? Why is he looking at his sister so fiercely?"
Jade Pixiu: "That's normal. Those two scumbags doted on him when he was alive."
Lan Yao: "That won't do. His parents killed him. He killed so many innocent people, how can the real murderer who killed him be let go? That's so unfair."
The jade pixiu, not understanding, asked, "...So?"
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