The fighting was intense, with smoke and dust flying everywhere, and the sky looked gloomy.
Gu Jing grabbed Jin Ya Hui's hand and glared at Ji Xiao Xiao, saying, "Xuan Wen, I am the president of a country. If I don't hand over Ya Ya, are you planning to attack me?"
Gu Jing, the "God Sniper President," is someone Ji Xiaoxiao can't afford to offend for the time being.
"You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences...."
Ji Xiaoxiao's hand was grabbed, and when she turned around, she saw Li Fei with a serious expression.
"Don't be impulsive. Gu Jing is the president; we can't afford to offend him for now," Li Fei said.
Gu Jing was the head of state, and Ji Xiaoxiao killed him in a fit of anger; it was a life for a life.
"Master Xuanwu, please let this go for my sake."
Ji Xiaoxiao was well aware of Li Fei's worries and anxieties. Li Fei's actions, going against her wishes, were also for her sake; Ji Xiaoxiao reluctantly accepted it.
"Thank you, Master Xuanwu."
Li Fei turned around and said to Gu Jing with a smile, "President Gu, our Li family is too small to accommodate someone as important as you. Please leave!"
With Tian Lao dead, Gu Jing and his men had no backing and naturally couldn't act tough on someone else's turf. They led their remaining troops away in a sorry state.
"Woof woof woof..."
"Get out of my way, you stinking dog!" Jin Yahui cursed angrily.
"Woof woof woof..." Mao Mao barked even louder.
Well done, you cowardly bully!
The group unanimously decided that today, despite Xuanwu Master's obstruction, they would give their great hero, Mao Mao, an extra meal.
A great battle ended with the tragic death of Tian Lao and the crushing defeat of the Gu family.
A month after the great battle, Ji Xiaoxiao, having made great contributions, was solemnly appointed by Li Fei as the martial arts teacher and honorary beauty for the children who had left home.
A renowned beauty?
What the heck! Where did this come from?!
Ji Xiaoxiao had a natural fondness for children, and reluctantly agreed to Li Fei's request.
As the saying goes, "A teacher for a day is a father for life." This idea still persists in large families with centuries-old traditions. Li Fei made an exception and hired Ji Xiaoxiao as the martial arts teacher for the Li family's children. Those children will all have to respectfully call her "teacher" when they grow up.
After changing into a serious black martial arts uniform, Ji Xiaoxiao arrived at the underground training ground. The training ground was extremely spacious and had three levels, where all the children aged three to seven who had left home were gathered.
"Look, everyone, that tagalong is here again."
"That little bastard is a cursed god. Get him out of here, get him out of here, I don't want to die yet."
"Hit him, hit him, tell him to get lost."
The world of children is simple and pure, yet it is also filled with malice that adults can hardly imagine.
Ji Xiaoxiao strode in and saw a group of rosy-cheeked, strong teenagers punching and kicking a three-year-old child who was as thin as a dog.
The three-year-old child was skin and bones, holding his head in his hands, his arms were bruised and swollen, and he was wearing a large piece of clothing that looked like it had been stolen from his parents.
"Stop." Ji Xiaoxiao's words carried a hint of inner strength, and the children were startled, stopping their actions and turning their heads to look at Ji Xiaoxiao with trepidation.
"Why are you bullying him?" Ji Xiaoxiao asked.
The children kept silent, waiting for someone to walk right into their trap.
"Speak," Ji Xiaoxiao said sternly.
Ji Xiaoxiao's fame spread far and wide; everyone in the village knew her. With a Heavenly-level expert descending from the sky, none of these lowly kids dared to provoke her.
The children, their eyes red, spoke incoherently, their words utterly illogical and incoherent. Ji Xiaoxiao painstakingly organized them before gradually figuring out the whole story.
The three-year-old child they bullied was Li Fei's biological son. He had two older brothers and an older sister; they were siblings, blood relatives.
As the youngest son of the Li family patriarch, why did this three-year-old child live such a miserable life? This story begins in the beginning. The three-year-old child's mother was Li Fei's lifelong love, but she suffered a difficult childbirth. She gave birth to the child with her life on the line, but was exhausted and passed away a few days later.
Love extends to everything connected to the house, and so does hate. Li Fei felt a complex mix of love and hate for the three-year-old child who had killed his beloved. Adhering to the principle of out of sight, out of mind, Li Fei only glanced at the child after birth and then left him to fend for himself.
The child imitated his father's behavior. The three-year-old's older siblings hated their younger brother for killing their mother, and not only led the bullying of the three-year-old, but also deliberately refused to name him. To this day, the three-year-old remains just a three-year-old.
The direct descendants deeply resent the three-year-old child, while the collateral relatives follow suit and turn a blind eye to the child. The child grows up watching his parents' backs, inheriting the will of his ancestors, and after further processing in his mind, a new god of misfortune, whoever touches him will be born.
Ji Xiaoxiao rubbed her temples; this was going to be troublesome.
"From today onwards, no one is allowed to bully him anymore," Ji Xiaoxiao said.
"But if we don't hit him, he'll stay here forever. He's a jinx, always coming near us, and we'll become unlucky too," the children whispered.
"What, you're not convinced?" Ji Xiaoxiao stomped her foot hard, and the smooth bluestone slab cracked a few times, revealing a spider web. "If any of you are disobedient, the teacher doesn't care how powerful your parents are. Bad kids will have their pants pulled down and be spanked in public."
Take off your pants? Spank?
People from large families are taught to be mindful of their words and actions from a young age.
"We will be good," the children promised in unison.
"That's good." Ji Xiaoxiao said loudly, "Attention! At ease! Everyone, run ten laps around the training ground."
The children lined up and, led by their squad leader, quickly carried out Ji Xiaoxiao's orders.
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