"Behave! Who told you to get up?"
Seeing the old woman trying to climb up from the ground to hit Qing Mo, Angel Leng raised a brow and immediately stretched out the pointed toe of her white high heel, tripping the shrewish old hag flat on the spot!
"Ow~! Ow~! My precious grandson, my precious grandson!"
"You damnable lot, put my precious grandson down right now, or I'll have my eldest son kill you!"
Lying sprawled on the ground, the old woman watched as her precious grandson was held aloft by Qing Mo, who had him by the collar!
After being tripped, she could only flail helplessly on the ground. Angel Leng's kick had twisted her ankle, and she could no longer get back up!
"Are you going to apologize or not?"
The brat, lifted by the collar in Qing Mo's grip, looked into those placid, ancient-well-like eyes and promptly wet his pants in terror!
When the surrounding villagers saw this, one or two of them had initially wanted to speak up and stop it!
After all, the brat was still young. They couldn't let Qing Mo scare him out of his wits!
But when those people who had intended to intervene heard the shrewish old woman's shouting, they immediately drew back the feet they had just been about to step forward with!
After all, relying on her eldest son's standing in Creek Village, this old woman had lorded it over others and harmed people for more than a year or two!
As long as no one died today, this grandmother and grandson pair deserved to be taught a proper lesson!
"Ah~!"
Smack~!
Just as the brat was about to burst into loud tears again, Qing Mo's slap cracked across his face the instant he opened his mouth!
It hit