The yandere, arrogant man is online, a green tea bitch, whispering "my darling".

The grumpy radish had already pulled out its frying pan, it was itching to get started.

The moment Yu Jiusi revealed the frying pan, Mu Qing couldn't help but shrink back, a hint of fear flashing in her eyes.

The memory of being hit by a pot is still vivid.

"If you don't want to get beaten, then tell the truth." Yu Jiusi sat on the sofa with a pot in his hand, looking every bit like a strict parent.

Yu Jiusi frowned as she looked at the rebellious and stubborn boy. If it weren't for the fact that he was the son of an old friend, she would have already blamed him.

She glanced at the shiny black frying pan; Mu Qing was actually scared, but she stubbornly refused to reveal a word.

"I already told you, if you don't want to believe us, we'll just leave." The boy, with his youthful and innocent face, said something extremely infuriating.

"You insisted on bringing us back in the first place, and I didn't care about you." Mu Qing regretted her words as soon as she finished speaking, but she was too proud to apologize, so she could only cautiously glance at the woman on the sofa with an inscrutable expression, feeling somewhat guilty.

Yu Jiusi sat with her eyes downcast and remained silent, her expression unreadable. Her lips were tightly pressed together, and her hand holding the frying pan slowly tightened, as if something was breaking free from the cage of reason.

The air fell silent for a few seconds, which felt like an eternity to Mu Qing.

They will either erupt in silence or perish in silence.

So, Lady Radish couldn't bear it anymore.

∑Oh, my temper!

Yu Jiusi suddenly looked up, and in the instant their eyes met, Mu Qing felt a murderous aura and pressure coming towards her, and her unease intensified.

"You, you, calm down, okay?" Mu Qing stammered, glancing at the frying pan that was itching to go and then silently backing away.

A cold smile suddenly appeared on Yu Jiusi's soft face as she flipped the frying pan, reflecting a cold glint.

Mu Qing's breath hitched, and she realized something was wrong. She turned and ran.

Yu Jiusi had no chance of letting him get away, so she grabbed a frying pan and chased after him.

I'll hit you~

(￣ε(#￣)☆╰╮o(▼菜▼#)

The sounds of "bang bang bang" and muffled groans of being hit rang out as Yu Jiusi beat the naughty child while also trying not to damage the furniture in the house.

Lying on the sofa, Da Huang, who was taking care of the baby while eating melon seeds, watched the two running around the room with great interest.

Even her younger sister was laughing heartily, her eyes crinkling with joy.

Yu Jiusi chased after Mu Qing with a pot in his hand. Mu Qing, who was being hit, gritted his teeth in silence.

Upon hearing the noise, Sang Wang hurriedly went downstairs and immediately saw the little girl who had cornered the boy and was beating him up.

"Goodness." He strode over, his tone slightly urgent.

Yu Jiusi paused in his hand as he was wielding the pot, not having time to hide it before the person approached.

Without thinking, Yu Jiusi stepped aside and shoved the pot in her hand into the boy's hand.

"What's wrong?" Sang Wang pulled the person into his arms as soon as he approached, looked him up and down, and touched his head to check for any injuries.

Yu Jiusi, nestled in Sang Wang's arms, turned to look at Mu Qing, who was standing on the ground holding a frying pan, looking completely bewildered. She slowly uttered a single word, "He..."

"Did he bully you?" Before Yu Jiusi could finish speaking, Sang Wang had already figured it out for himself and stared coldly at the culprit who "bullied" Guai Guai.

Yu Jiusi glanced at Sang Wang, who was earnestly questioning him with furrowed brows, and then at Mu Qing, who was lying on the ground, beaten and dared not utter a sound. After hesitating for only a moment, he puffed out his cheeks and nodded.

"Um."

He's not telling me the truth, which is bullying me.

In that instant, Sang Wang's gaze towards Mu Qing seemed to want to slowly torture him.

Holding the weapon, Mu Qing was stunned by the shamelessness of the two people in front of her. Her alluring fox-like eyes were filled with astonishment as she glanced sideways at Sang Wang, who was blindly doting on his wife. "She was the one who chased after me and hit me. Didn't you see?"

Sang Wang, who unconditionally believed the girl, had a slightly cold look in her eyes, seemingly displeased with the other party's slanderous words against the girl, and retorted righteously, "I didn't see it."

Mu Qing: Damn it! Σ_(꒪ཀ꒪」∠)

The series of developments left both the dog and the fish dumbfounded, expressing the same shock at the shamelessness of the two.

Ignoring the pitiful state of Mu Qing on the ground, Sang Wang gently comforted the innocent and frail little girl, "Are you hurt anywhere?"

Yu Jiusi, who had successfully shifted the blame, shook her head with a smile, which, in Sang Wang's eyes, meant that the little girl was too well-behaved and kind.

They don't even know to complain when they're being bullied.

Then he has no choice but to handle it himself.

Sitting on the ground, questioning the meaning of life, Mu Qing suddenly felt a chill creep up her spine and shuddered.

After Sang Wang had put the little girl to sleep that night, he quietly went out and opened Mu Qing's door, standing lazily at the door with a gloomy and sinister expression.

Having finally soothed her restless younger sister to sleep, Mu Qing was sitting on the sofa rubbing her aching shoulder, wondering if she should apply some medicine, when she looked up and saw the uninvited guest at the door.

I have a curse in my mind, but I don't know whether I should say it or not.

Are these two taking turns using torture to extract confessions? When will this ever end?

"I won't say anything, no matter how much you interrogate me, it won't work." Mu Qing sat on the sofa with a frustrated expression, looking at Sang Wang with aggressive eyes like a wolf cub.

He's already been beaten up, so why would he be afraid of another beating?

Sang Wang frowned and stepped closer, his dark eyes fixed on the boy with a cold light in them, his imposing aura giving off a great sense of pressure.

Mu Qing's straight back suddenly relaxed slightly, and she frowned slightly as she looked at the arrogant Sang Wang.

I'm still a little scared.

I had a feeling that if the man in front of me made a move, it wouldn't just be a beating; it could be fatal.

"I told you, you're not allowed to hurt her in the slightest." Sang Wang stood in front of Mu Qing, looking down at him condescendingly, and said, word by word, "Are you trying to openly break your promise?"

Meeting Sang Wang's dark, stagnant eyes, Mu Qingzhen had no words to express her bitterness. She gritted her teeth and emphasized again, "She hit me."

Honestly, he didn't even touch a single hair on her head.

Sang Wang frowned deeply, seemingly even more displeased. "A real man should be brave enough to take responsibility for his actions."

Mu Qing: ━┳━ ━┳━

Why make taking the blame sound so elegant and refined?

Looking at the expressionless and unrepentant boy, Sang Wang pursed his lips, his face darkening, and spoke in a cold voice.

"I know it wasn't easy for you to escape, and I took you in out of respect for Chief Mu, but if you can't put away your rebellious nature, then I'll have no choice but to send you back."

"I'm sure someone would be very happy to do so." The low, unhurried voice carried a silent threat and warning.

It also reveals the boy's predicament and background.

Mu Qing's pupils contracted, and she stared at the dangerous man before her with sharp, wary eyes, like a wild beast with its fur standing on end. "What do you know?"

"It's only right that the dignified young clan leader has become a traitor who stole the clan's sacred artifact and is wanted by the entire clan," Sang Wang said leisurely with a half-smile on his lips.

"Those people dared to distort the truth." Upon hearing this, Mu Qing clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and was filled with resentment. The veins on his forehead bulged with extreme anger.

"No, how do you know about my clan's affairs?" Enraged, Mu Qing suddenly awoke, demanding sharply, "Who exactly are you?"

The Gu people's village is isolated from the world and rarely has contact with the outside world, so how could an outsider like him know these things?

"Me?" Sang Wang suddenly smiled, his blood-red lips resembling those of a noble and elegant vampire. He slowly leaned down, his cold black eyes staring directly at the other person, and spoke slowly.

"I am someone you need to look up to."