The situation in the courtyard reversed in an instant.
Liaochen and the others had made no effort to conceal their imposing presence. The moment they faced one another, Jiang San and his companion realized that this bald man was definitely not someone the two of them could defeat alone, not to mention-
"Easy."
A gentle voice suddenly came from behind them, carrying a reassuring warmth. "Let me take a look."
He Si's pupils contracted sharply, and veins bulged on the hand gripping his saber's hilt.
He turned his head in alarm and saw that two young men exuding an air of nobility had suddenly appeared beside the brat he had kicked away earlier. They gently moved aside the children gathered around the boy, then slowly crouched down to examine his injuries.
"!!!"
Just who were these people?!
Did they make no sound when they walked?!
Cold sweat instantly dripped from his temples in large beads. His face was so pale that he looked scarcely better than Jiang San, who had lost a finger.
"G-gentlemen..." He Si forced a smile. "We're only disciplining our own children. You-"
"Brother Zhili!"
"Kui Cheng's" tearful voice suddenly rang out, cutting him off mid-sentence.
He Si turned his head with a vicious look in his eyes and watched the little girl dart out from behind the bald man, running straight toward the boy he had sent flying. His foot shifted slightly as he instinctively moved to stop her.
"Benefactor."
Like a phantom, Liaochen appeared before He Si in the blink of an eye. His lips curved, but not a trace of that smile reached his eyes. "The child in my care wishes to see her older brother. I hope you will oblige her, benefactor."
He Si: "!!!"
Without time to wonder why a monk had