Yao Dazhuang was just like his name suggested: tall and robust.
His father was a housekeeper. He had been hanging around the kitchen of the Xi family since he was young, eating well and growing strong. He liked to show off and be aggressive, and he mixed well with people outside, making most of his classmates in senior year fear him a bit.
If he slapped down, not to mention Wu Qianman, even a boy would have half his face covered in blood.
Wu Qianman was crying miserably, yet her bright eyes were still pleading: "Don’t make trouble for Zuzi. This exam is very important, she really can’t miss it, otherwise Zhang Bin will make her, make her stream alive... I beg you..."
Yao Dazhuang had a soft spot only for the girl he had secretly admired since childhood, Xi Ruzhu. On hearing these words, he didn’t soften at all, and his ruthless slap was about to hit Wu Qianman’s teary little face without hesitation!
There was a fierce "slap!"
Wu Qianman closed her eyes in fear.
But her face that should have hurt didn’t hurt, only her little hand felt a massive shock.
"Dare to hit me! You little bitch, did you eat a leopard’s guts!" Yao Dazhuang held half of his strong face incredulously.
Just now, during that slap, his hand seemed to be immobilized and couldn’t swing out.
Instead, it was Wu Qianman’s small hand that rose swiftly and directly slapped him, tearing open the corner of his mouth, making it hard to speak without whistling.
Wu Qianman was also dumbfounded.
In her life, not to mention hitting someone, she had never even kicked a stray cat or dog.
The heat and trembling from her palm now made her feel something indescribable.
She didn’t have to endure everything in silence, she could fight back?
Just now she acted unexpectedly, she didn’t even know how her hand had swung back to hit the other’s face. Now that Yao Dazhuang was reacting, would she suffer a thousand times worse retribution?
"I beg you..." Instinctively, she started to curl up again, begging like every time she was bullied before.
A clear voice suddenly drifted to her ears: "Girl, don’t casually say the word ’beg’."
"Zuzi!" Wu Qianman was both surprised and excited.
"After all, they can’t bear it, and it would shorten their lives," Xi Zuzi gracefully walked over from afar. Her plain white attire gave her a slightly celestial look.
The dense and lush jujube grove seemed to understand, automatically making way for her, with the slanting branches not daring to obstruct her path.
Yao Dazhuang was about to harshly beat Wu Qianman, but seeing the main person come, he immediately took out his phone: "Brother Cao, climb over the wall, the chick is here, you can take her and have your way."
A fool raised in the countryside, even if she was ruined by vocational students, the Xi family wouldn’t care, they would dislike her even more.
He had seen with his own eyes how Xi Yuanshan was angry and upset with Xi Zuzi.
A foolish village girl who had never been raised at home and whose biological father didn’t care, if he solved her, no one would bother.
After making the call, he looked at Wu Qianman’s timid and shrinking look with anger, raised his hand again: "Dare to fight back, today I’ll beat you to death, you little bitch!"
Wu Qianman trembled all over.
All she heard was Xi Zuzi unhurriedly speaking from behind: "Xiao Man, the Ancestor is telling you a truth."
Wu Qianman was frightened to tears again: "Wha- what truth?"
Xi Zuzi: "Every person is born with a breath of righteousness granted by the Ancestor. If you bring out your righteousness, your aura is enough to intimidate anyone who dares to violate you."
Yao Dazhuang and the others burst into laughter: "Country folks, stupid as hell!"
Wu Qianman sobbed with tears: "Zuzi, I don’t understand..."
Xi Zuzi propped her chin and thought for a second: "Well, let me simplify it. That breath of righteousness is the courage to face life and death, to die with those who dare to violate you. If he dares to touch your hand, you disable his hand. If he dares to touch your face, you smash his face. If he dares to take your life, you make his blood splatter three feet high!"
Yao Dazhuang and others stopped laughing immediately.
Wu Qianman stopped crying too; she suddenly could somewhat imagine just how terrifying it would be to fight with everything on the line.
Wu Qianman, with trembling hands, asked: "I’ll do it! You tell me, how should I do it..."
Where was her breath of righteousness?
Why couldn’t she feel it?
Xi Zuzi smiled slightly, pointing to her pen pouch.
"Stab him." The little Ancestor spoke crisply, "Don’t hesitate for even a moment!"