Upon hearing this, Josiah Flores paused.
He had just returned, hadn't even stayed for two days, and something happened!
His face darkened, and he shouted, "Who is it! Which bastard hit you?" Saying this, he approached and examined the wound, showing a look of deep compassion.
This son, he cherished dearly. Even a minor bump or scrape would make him feel distressed, let alone a blow to the back of the head.
"Baker Master Flores, which bastard hit you? What does he look like? Tell us, we'll help you find him!"
"Yes, yes, we'll help you find him and give him a good lesson! Daring to offend Baker Master Flores, he's surely got a tiger's heart and a leopard's gall!"
Nearby, many people gathered around, showing their concern enthusiastically.
They had realized that the Flores Family was certainly coming back, and with the family's assets, once they returned, they would be a giant in this small Oakfield County.
