"You!"
As soon as Fat Man's Mother heard these words, she immediately felt deflated, and the little Fat Man in her arms, already eight years old, clearly understood and shrank his head, then burst into tears with a "waah."
Seeing this scene, everyone present understood what was going on. But as people say, a big crowd loves a big scene, and there is always someone who likes to flaunt their inexplicable sense of justice, expecting others to pay for their supposed kindness—
"Alright, alright, it's just a kid being naughty, it happens. You two grown men picking on a little child, that's really low class."
People in the crowd began to speak up.
Those watching weren't fools; as soon as these words were spoken, their gazes shifted—since the speaker talked so casually, it surely wasn't his problem.
