Fortune and misfortune were interdependent.
Li Mu Yang had grown smarter and stronger. That was a blessing.
But as Li Mu Yang changed, far too many things suddenly happened at home. They shattered the peaceful life the Li family had maintained for so many years.
When Li Yan heard that something had happened at the shop, he said nothing. He grabbed the long spear leaning in the corner and headed out to seek revenge.
Luo Qi grabbed him and shouted, "Li Yan, what are you going to do?"
"Kill someone," Li Yan growled.
The usually taciturn man's eyes were bloodshot, his heart filled with a hatred as vast as mountains and seas. In the past, he and those street thugs had kept to their own sides, and everyone had lived in peace. To keep his family safe and avoid standing out on Shuiliu Street, he had even been willing to pay Zhang Tianyi a monthly management fee along with the other shops.
But now Zhang Tianyi had gone too far. He had actually dared to lay hands on his wife and son. Li Yan would cross blades with him and fight a Never-ending Battle.
Li Yan came from the Lu family of Tiandu and was a trusted aide at Miss Gongsun Yu's side. It was precisely because of that connection that he and the beauty Luo Qi had fallen in love and become husband and wife.
As the saying went, even a third-grade official had power before the prime minister's gate. Li Yan naturally possessed a streak of pride as well. Even these ruffians and thugs dared to bully him, and he could no longer tolerate it.
"You don't need to go," Luo Qi stopped him. "It's already been dealt with."
"How was it dealt with?" Li Yan asked, puzzled.