Zhou Cheng curled his lip disdainfully. "At least I talk like a human being, unlike someone. Besides, Dad, aren't you always saying, 'When a son goes untaught, his father is to blame'? Even if I'm wrong, what does Mom have to do with it?"
Those words hit both of them where it hurt.
Zhuang Chaoying could no longer contain himself. He roared, "When a son goes untaught, his father is to blame! Fine! It's my fault! I failed to discipline my son! Then I'll give you a proper lesson today!"
With that, he stopped holding Granny Zhuang back. Instead, he joined her in advancing furiously on Zhou Cheng.
Zhou Cheng remained utterly unperturbed.
His constitution and strength were still at a low point, but his spirit attribute was full.
In particular, before transmigrating, he had assigned four attribute points to spirit, bringing his spiritual power to twenty points. It had already undergone a qualitative change and even begun to acquire something extraordinary.
Zhuang Chaoying's and Granny Zhuang's movements looked slow and clumsy to him.
He certainly wasn't going to sit and await his doom. With a slight sidestep, he first avoided Zhuang Chaoying's reaching hand, then ducked his head and nimbly slipped past his waist.
Granny Zhuang moved even more ponderously, her bulky body filling the narrow passage.
Zhou Cheng couldn't be bothered to touch her. He lunged straight onto the large bed on the other side, rolled across it, bypassed her blockade, and landed firmly on the floor.
"Dad! Dad! Don't hit Second Brother!"
The little girl, who had been scared senseless, found courage from somewhere and grabbed the hem of Zhuang Chaoying's shirt, crying out.
A grown man failing to catch even a child had already left Zhuang Chaoying burning with humiliation and anger, and now he felt