Family

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and apologize to your father. Making such a fuss in the middle of the night."

"Exactly. If he were my son, I'd have hung him up and beaten him long ago."

The incredulous Yang Xiaohai looked around at the Tanka People, at these so-called relatives of his.

In their eyes, Monkey Child was not a person at all—just merchandise to be bought and sold!

Yang Xiaohai's gaze slowly turned, finally settling on his own father, Chi BaiShui. Bitterness flooded his heart.

It was not just Monkey Child! Even he, his own flesh-and-blood son, was nothing more than something that could be traded for silver in his eyes!

Yet just then, seeing that Yang Xiaohai had not moved for so long, Chi BaiShui felt his dignity slipping away before all the neighbors.

Rolling up his sleeves, he strode up to Yang Xiaohai and viciously slapped him across the face. "Get on your knees!"

As the pain flared across his face, the bitterness in Yang Xiaohai's heart swiftly faded. A nameless fire surged up within him in an instant, burning until his scalp tightened.

"I won't kneel! Why should I kneel?! A man like you doesn't deserve to be a father!" Yang Xiaohai shoved Chi BaiShui away with both hands, clenched his fists, and roared at him.

"Damn it! You're rebelling?!" Humiliated into fury, Chi BaiShui looked around, picked up a wooden plank studded with nails, and raised it to smash Yang Xiaohai over the head.

Yang Xiaohai's mother, along with his second and Third Brother, hurried forward and tried to stop him with a tangle of hands.

Just as the standoff grew tense, Eldest Sister stepped forward and gave her father a way to back down.

"Forget it, Father. There's no need to