Huang Ying stamped her foot in frustration, unable to believe she was shorter than this little girl. She felt the urge to hit someone. After all, she was from the Huang Family; even without mastering their secret techniques, she was far more formidable than a typical child. Back in kindergarten, she had even beaten up adults and teachers.
"Stop it," Huang Xuantian shouted at Huang Ying, his expression darkening slightly. With so many people around, if she were to beat up a child, where would he, a man of supposed upright character, hide his face?
Huang Ying snorted and held back.
As Huang Ming passed the little girl, he said, "You should go find an adult, especially your father. Bring him here. He thinks he's so great, but once he sees my master's skill, he'll realize there's always someone stronger, and there are heavens beyond the heavens."
After speaking, Huang Ming followed Huang Xuantian to the center of the crowd, who consciously made way for them.
