This man laughed, wondering how he could possibly hit himself.
Yet the next moment he panicked, as his own hand went completely out of his control.
Slap!
A remarkably crisp slap.
"This... no..."
Slap!
Another slap followed, and the crowd stood flabbergasted as the man continuously struck his own face, holding back not a single ounce of force.
The man felt his hair stand on end, unable to understand why this was happening.
It was definitely because of the man right before him, which was why the gaze he cast at Ling Yun carried a trace of sheer terror.
"What's going on with this guy, acting crazy in broad daylight."
"Could he be doing it on purpose, trying to get us all to focus on him just to court attention?"
At that moment!
Ghost Doctor Old Fang suddenly cried out in shock!
"Could this be the legendary acupoint-sealing technique?"
Hm?
Imperial Physician Successor Old Zhao remarked, "Impossible. Acupoint-sealing doesn't make a person hit themselves; it's definitely some other method."
"Aha... Daddy... He's a pighead, he turned into a pighead. So that's how Uncle's pighead came to be."
The little one spoke in a milky tone, smiling with utmost innocence and cuteness as she finally understood how An Shize's appearance had happened back then.
"Enough. Don't be so foul-mouthed in the future."
The moment Ling Yun spoke, the man was instantly released, no longer striking himself—otherwise, his head wouldn't just have swollen, as even deafness was entirely possible.
"Do you know you were wrong?"
Beibei asked in her milky voice.
"Grandmother, with this stinking mouth of mine, I'll never say those things again."
Since the man's face was already swollen into a pighead, he naturally dared not utter any more provocative words; otherwise, if Ling Yun refused to let him off,