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It was already past five in the afternoon, and the weather had cooled down considerably, but the area in front of Zhao Si's house was still very lively, even more bustling than the village market.

A large crowd had gathered here, forming a tight, three-layered blockade.

A group of elderly people crowded at the front, standing on tiptoe and straining to see inside, whispering amongst themselves, clearly unaware of what was happening.

A bunch of teenagers were even more outrageous, weaving in and out of the crowd, making a ruckus and chattering so loudly it gave everyone a headache.

In the very center of the courtyard, Liu Neng stood there with his hands on his hips, his face flushed red, looking like he was about to explode with anger.

Liu Yingniang, who was behind him, was holding his arm tightly and pulling him back with all her might, afraid that he would really act impulsively and cause trouble. Her expression was very helpless, and she kept whispering advice.

Across from them, the three members of the Zhao family all looked grim. Liu Ying huddled behind Liu Neng, head bowed, wiping away tears. Her shoulders heaved rhythmically, and she cried for a long time, looking extremely aggrieved.

Liu Neng struggled twice but couldn't break free. He pointed at Zhao Si and shouted, stammering, the more anxious he became, the less fluent he became:

"Zhao... Zhao Si'er! Isn't your family going too far? Huh? You dragged my daughter to Kaiyuan, and you just made her measure her way back step by step? Is this how your family does things? How can you be so heartless!"

Zhao Yutian retorted defiantly:

"I let her get in the car! But she wouldn't get in and insisted on throwing a tantrum and walking back. What could I do? Could I tie her up?"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Liu Neng got even angrier upon hearing this:

"What did you say to me when we got married? Huh? You said you'd be good to Liu Ying for the rest of your life, is that all you've got? Making her walk so far under the scorching sun, how could you bear it! Look at the blisters on her feet!"

Liu Yingniang pulled him hard from the side, whispering as she advised:

"Alright, alright, just shut up! If you keep making such a scene, how will our daughter manage in her in-laws' house? She should just go home!"

"Go back...go home what! I'm not leaving until I get this straight!"

Liu Neng flung her hand away, becoming increasingly agitated as he spoke:

"And another thing, tell me about your Zhao family, you don't give Liu Ying a single penny of pocket money! She doesn't even have enough money to make a phone call! She couldn't even find someone to pick her up halfway through her journey!"

Zhao Si took two steps forward, his lips twitching, and forced a smile:

"My dear in-laws, please calm down. I didn't expect these two kids to be gossiping outside. Do you think Liu Ying would be short of money normally? This time, they just forgot to bring it before leaving the house; it wasn't intentional."

"Forgot to bring it?"

Liu Neng glanced sideways and snorted:

"Zhao Yutian, why didn't you forget to bring her! Making my daughter walk all this way back, what, are you trying to get her to participate in the Olympic race walking competition? Huh? Zhao Yutian, you're going too far! I'll risk my life today to teach you a lesson!"

As he spoke, he charged forward, and the villagers who had come to watch the commotion quickly stepped forward to stop him, offering their advice all at once.

"Don't hit me! Don't hit me! Let's talk this out!"

"Is it really necessary for in-laws to make such a fuss?"

Liu Neng, being supported, was still struggling and shouting at the top of his lungs:

"If I don't get to the bottom of this today, their family will make my daughter walk all the way back from Tieling! Believe it or not!"

Zhao Yutian was initially holding back, but as Liu Neng's words became increasingly offensive, he lost his temper.

He flung Yutian's mother's hand away and shouted at Liu Ying:

"Liu Ying! This is a family matter between the two of us. What does your father mean by this? Do you even want to continue this marriage?"

Liu Ying cried even harder, her head down, unable to say anything, just sobbing uncontrollably.

"What do you mean? Let me tell you what it means!"

Liu Neng immediately chimed in:

"You can't bully my daughter! As her father, I have to intervene!"

"You're being way too nosy!"

Zhao Yutian also became famous:

"It's just a beat-up bicycle! I've been planning to buy it for Liu Ying for a while now! Last time Liu Ying was angry, I said I'd buy it for her, but you wouldn't let her come back, so I'm just being stubborn with you! You're always meddling in our affairs. Let me tell you, I'm not buying this bicycle! You want to meddle, huh? Let's see what you can do!"

These words infuriated Liu Neng.

He spotted a wooden stick leaning against the corner of the wall, broke free from the people trying to break up the fight, and reached out to pick it up, shouting:

"What are you doing! Trying to fight? See if I don't teach you a lesson! You little brat, I'm going to beat you up today!"

"Come on, hit me, I'll let you hit me!"

People around him rushed over and held him down, pulling on his arms and waist, creating a chaotic scene.

Zhao Si initially wanted to smooth things over, but when he saw that Liu Neng was really going to grab a weapon and beat his son, he got angry too.

He turned around and yelled at Zhao Yutian, his face tense:

"Zhao Yutian, stop acting like a jerk! This is your father-in-law! Get back inside! Can't you give me a break?!"

After scolding his son, he turned around and tried to stop Liu Neng, but Liu Neng grabbed Zhao Yutian by the collar and wouldn't let him go.

Zhao Si's temper flared up instantly. He shoved Liu Neng's arm away and shouted with a frown:

"What are you doing, Liu Neng! Bullying my son like this!"

"What's wrong?"

Liu Neng tilted his head back and leaned forward:

"You two want to come at me together, huh?"

"How can an elderly person act like this?"

Zhao Si didn't back down either, his lips twitching:

"The child was wrong. I wouldn't say anything if you slapped him twice, but why did you have to hit him with a stick? That's too cruel!"

"I'm not afraid of either of you!"

"Do you think it would take two people to beat you up?"

Zhao Si raised his neck and shrugged his shoulders:

"Liu Neng, I'll teach you a lesson I won't forget, you believe me?"

"You're just bragging... keep bragging!" Liu Neng pouted, looking unconvinced.

People around them were still trying to persuade them, but both were angry and shouted at each other in unison:

"Close your doors! Everyone back up! Give us a space! I'm going to have a go at him today!"

Seeing this, the villagers who had been watching all retreated, afraid of getting hurt. They obediently cleared a spacious area for the two men at the gate, craning their necks to watch the two old men fight.

The two walked out of the courtyard one after the other and stood in the open space at the entrance.

Zhao Si first took off his coat and threw it into Yu Tian's arms, revealing a loosely washed white undershirt underneath. He stretched his neck forward and then pulled it back, panting angrily, muttering:

"This is infuriating! Today I'm going to... I absolutely have to teach him a lesson."

Not to be outdone, Liu Neng took off his coat as well, shoved it into Liu Yingniang's hands, and straightened the collar:

"You little brat! You're trying to fight me now? Let's see what you've got!"

He started taking small, quick steps, kicking his toes and heels alternately on the ground, kicking up dust with each step. His arms twitched, his shoulders shrugged, and his neck stretched forward in rhythm.

He tapped his left foot three times, stomped his right foot twice, and occasionally kicked his leg to the side. His movements were strange, but he looked very imposing. He was warming up while panting, and his eyes were fixed on Liu Neng.

The onlookers were terrified. They didn't know which school of martial arts this was, and they dared not make a sound. They could only keep retreating, wondering how powerful it was.

Liu Neng didn't know any of those fancy tricks; he just stood there and kept observing.

Zhao Si warmed up by turning around, his back facing him.

Liu Neng's eyes darted around, and seizing the opportunity, he rushed forward and kicked Zhao Si squarely in the buttocks.

Zhao Si was jumping on tiptoe with great enthusiasm, completely unaware of what was happening behind him. The kick landed squarely on his back, and he instantly lost his balance.

"Oh my god!"

Zhao Si fell hard to the side and landed on the ground with a thud. He couldn't recover for a long time and lay there unable to move, hissing and panting.

"father!"

"His dad!"

Zhao Yutian and his mother were so frightened that they rushed over and knelt down to help him up.

Zhao Si lay on the ground, hissing and gasping for breath, his hands clutching his lower back, his face contorted in pain, unable to recover for a long time.

"Ouch... ouch, my back..."

Liu Neng dusted off his hands, which weren't actually dusty, stood to the side with his hands on his hips, looking smug and extremely proud.

"Let's see what you're capable of, you smug bastard. Let's see if you're truly submissive."

Zhao Si looked up at him, glaring at him, too pained to speak clearly:

"Liu Neng... You're something else... I... I was just joking with you, and you tried to kill me... You're playing dirty tricks..."

"What's all this shady stuff? As long as we win, that's all that matters." Liu Neng curled his lip, looking completely indifferent.

Just as things were getting chaotic, a loud shout suddenly came from outside:

"Get out of my way!"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, the villagers immediately stopped making a fuss and automatically moved to both sides, making way for a wide passage.

Lin Chen strode inside, followed closely by Xie Xiaomei, Wang Xiaomeng, and Chen Yannan, who all rushed over to try and break up the fight.

Upon entering, one is greeted by a scene of utter chaos. Zhao Si is sprawled on the floor, clutching his back and groaning in pain, while Liu Neng stands to the side, hands on his hips, swaggering around. Two coats are strewn on the floor, and the scene is an eyesore.