Everyone had empathy.
Put himself in that man's shoes—if Aiou had gone through what he had, he would have been just as furious, perhaps even driven out of his mind.
But that did not mean Aiou had to keep yielding again and again.
Aiou had already been extremely restrained, yet the man still would not let it go. That was going too far.
The next moment, Aiou raised a finger slightly and said coolly, "Freeze!"
At once, the man was frozen in place, still maintaining his furious punching posture.
"I already told you to stop. Yes, you're pitiful. Yes, you were cuckolded. Yes, your wife died. Yes, you never had a son to begin with. But none of that is a reason for you to hit me." Aiou walked up and tapped the man once with the Sea-Calming Divine Chopsticks after each sentence. The man was furious beyond measure, but he still could not move.
Aiou became even more certain of one thing: Don Quixote had a problem.
This man was very powerful, yet under Three Thousand Motherly Loves, he still could not resist. Don Quixote, on the other hand, could. That meant Don Quixote was very likely one of Aiou's alts.
"Alright, I'll let you speak. If you've got something to say, spit it out." Aiou patted the man's face and continued.
The man instantly roared, "I'm going to kill you! Kill you!"
"With that IQ, how did you cultivate this far and still stay alive?" Aiou sighed helplessly, then smacked him over the head with a stick.
Granny Liu limped over at that moment and sighed. "Let this old lady handle it. He's a pitiful fellow too."
She then walked up to the man, explained Xiao Tiantian's situation, and described the effects of Green Lad Palm. The more