Wang Caiyun and Old Mrs. Bi spoke at the same time. Bi Xia sneered, "No way? Absolutely not?"
"Right now, it’s no longer up to you, but up to me!"
Her starry eyes turned cold, watching as three sturdy strong men entered the cell. Two blocked the door, while one approached Bi Qingzhi.
Bi Xia squinted slightly and said slowly, "Old Mrs. Bi, do you remember what I told you today?"
"What?" Old Mrs. Bi had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, she heard that chilly voice slowly ring out, "You hit my brother today and injured his arm. So, your precious grandson will have to give me my brother’s arm back... Hit him!"
As soon as the words fell, one strong man stepped to Old Mrs. Bi’s side, bent down to pick up one half of her broken cane, strode over to Bi Wu, threw Wang Caiyun, who tried to block him, aside, and mercilessly struck Bi Wu’s arm with the cane.
The broken cane split into two again. Bi Wu screamed in agony, collapsed to the ground, and convulsed. The strong man bent down again by Old Mrs. Bi’s side, picking up the other half of the cane. Old Mrs. Bi was too frightened to speak.
"Next, it’s for the blow meant for my mother but landed on me instead..." Bi Xia clicked her tongue and continued flippantly, "To be honest, I don’t have such principles about not hitting old people, women, or children. But you should be grateful. Today’s crowd is too large for me to retaliate against you." Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by noveⅼfire.net
"Next, your son will take the hit, on his back. Hit him!"
The strong man flipped Bi Qingzhi over and the cane heavily struck his back. By now, Bi Qingzhi had no strength to scream, merely whimpering and crying.
"Bi Xia!" Old Mrs. Bi’s hands trembled, "Bi Xia! You damned little bastard!"
"Oh, grandma, why are you so brainless?" Bi Xia chuckled softly, glancing at the convulsing Bi Wu in Wang Caiyun’s arms, curling her lips evilly, "Since it was your son just now, next, it will be your grandson."
Upon hearing this, Bi Wu’s body convulsed even more violently. He held his head and screamed, and Wang Caiyun hugged him tightly, "No! Bi Xia! No! Xiao Wu has gone mad! He can’t take it anymore!"
Bi Xia raised an eyebrow, flicked the switch shut, and looked expressionlessly at Bi Wu being dragged out. Her starry eyes deepened. Mad? Ha, what she had gone through in the previous life was far more than just madness!
"Oh, right," Chu Wu tilted his head as if he remembered something, "Saying mad might be an overstatement. Qin Zhan found out he had his eyes on your arm that day and dealt with them. He only did a bit of handiwork on that child, driving him half-mad. Tsk... pitiful."
"Pitiful?" Bi Xia snorted coldly, "No, not pitiful at all. If it were me, I would make sure he didn’t stop at just half-mad."
Upon hearing Bi Xia’s words, Chu Wu leaned back on the table, swinging his long legs, and sighed wistfully, "Ah, birds of a feather flock together. You two haven’t even tied the knot yet, and you’re already standing up for him..."
Bi Xia gave Chu Wu a half-smile, "Aren’t you supposed to be on Fourth Brother’s side?"
Who would have thought Chu Wu would righteously straighten up, waving his hand, "Who’s on their side? I’ve decided, I’m with you, family!"
"So," Chu Wu winked at Bi Xia, "you also have to be on my side, family~"
Bi Xia silently curled her lips and raised her hand to high-five Chu Wu, "Rest assured."