Little Cabbage raised her hand and delivered a triple strike to Big Brother Pig's head.
Lin Heng plopped down beside her, rubbing his forehead as he bared his teeth at her. "Wow, Little Cabbage, I've realized you're getting more and more heartless.
"Your brother was coughing up blood, and instead of caring about him properly, you were worried about your own skirt."
"??? ? ^ ? ??Hmph! I don't want to care about you! My legs are broken—it's all your fault!"
Dugu Yueli sat in the rocking chair, already unable to feel either of her lower legs, as though they had been severed from her body along the seam of her knees.
This was different from when Lin Heng's legs had been broken, because his legs had been sealed by the ancestor's wooden staff with true force, cutting off the connection of his meridians.
On top of that, Lin Heng had already passed out at the time, so he had not felt much pain at all.
But she had been publicly struck twice by the ancestor, her legs broken right there. The sound of snapping bones had been crystal clear—it hurt so badly she could die.
(?-﹏-?) Wuwuwuwu, this isn't fair!
Faced with Little Cabbage's bitter accusations, Lin Heng was speechless to the extreme.
"No, sis, do you really want your brother to get beaten that badly? Would you only be happy if Uncle Prison broke my legs?"
"Besides, the ancestor hadn't even planned to punish you in the first place. You were the one who jumped out and said too much. If you hadn't come over to join the fun, I could've fought the ancestor to a draw—would your legs have gotten broken then?"
As Lin Heng spoke, he bent down and shuffled over to her, then slapped the