"Slap!" With a wave of his hand, Yan Yuchu knocked Mu Ze to the ground.
"What are you doing?" Mu Ze, dizzy from the slap, asked dumbfounded.
"You're right, I indeed don't dare to lay a hand on Mu Hanyan, but dealing with you is no trouble at all." Yan Yuchu smiled sinisterly, then pounced on Mu Ze and began to beat and kick him mercilessly.
On Mu Ze's face, he seemed to see again those contemptible faces of his fellow clan members, and seemed to hear their mockery and scoffing. Empathizing with the emotion, the anger that had long been suppressed in his heart was ignited, and he struck without mercy.
The yard soon filled with Yan Yuchu's pitiful screams for his parents.
"Ah... it wasn't me, I wasn't the one who wanted to fight, it was Mu Hanyan, ah... help!" Mu Ze screamed in agony while crying and trying to explain.
Yan Yuchu had been ready to stop but hearing this, he became even angrier and struck even harder.
