When a person is harmed, what they actually fear the most is recalling that process of victimization, which is equivalent to being placed back on the scene and suffering the pain all over again; the magnitude of psychological damage is imaginable, isn’t it?
Zhou Dajun was no exception; he wasn’t a mentally strong person to begin with, and now, interrogated by his father, he couldn’t help but tremble all over as he recalled the full process of being ambushed, his teeth chattering, his gaze dull and his face displaying sheer terror.
Fear, he was afraid; Wufu’s cold-hearted ruthlessness frightened him. That couldn’t be human; it must surely be a demon.
Zhou Dajun stuttered through the account, drenched in sweat. He couldn’t dare anymore, dared not see Wufu, nor his aunt. He couldn’t dare anymore.
"Wretched woman! I want her to be torn into a thousand pieces. No, I want to find tens of thousands of men to crush her, if she doesn’t die from that I won’t carry the name Lu," Madam Lu exploded with fury.
If Wufu were here to see this, she’d perhaps sneer coldly: Overestimating oneself.
Zhou Xuennian was full of shock and rage too, a little girl who hadn’t even reached the age of marriage, yet acted with such venomous cruelty and despicable tactics.
He didn’t consider that his own son had done wrong, yet he hadn’t led him to apologize and beg for forgiveness; instead, he pressured the mother and daughter to leave, was that a noble act?
The things in this world are simply the result of cause and effect; you reap what you sow.
Repaying evil with kindness?
Perhaps saints and holy mothers are capable of that, but in Wufu’s dictionary, that doesn’t exist!
"Mother, we can’t go, we can’t make a move. She has helpers, those people, they are all well-dressed, they look wealthy, Mother, I am no match for them, your son doesn’t dare!" Zhou Dajun didn’t dare entertain thoughts of revenge, upon hearing Madam Lu’s words he was so scared that he knelt on the bed.
"My son doesn’t want revenge, Mother, let it be," Zhou Dajun cried, "I am scared, I am too scared!"
Madam Lu stood frozen on the spot.
"What are you afraid of? You have several uncles, could they not even..." Madam Lu was uncontrollably angry.
"Uncle is not their match either, Mother, Wufu said, if I dare have any crooked thoughts again, she will kill me!" This was the true reason for Zhou Dajun’s profound fear.
Madam Lu’s face turned pale: "She, she wouldn’t dare!"
What wouldn’t she dare? In the Zhou family, hadn’t Wufu caused enough trouble? What was she not capable of?
Zhou Dajun cried and pleaded.
Zhou Xuennian looked at his son who had turned into a coward, growing increasingly impatient, his hand clenching into a fist: "You said, she has helpers?"
Zhou Dajun nodded: "They are all very wealthy individuals."
Zhou Xuennian’s heart skipped a beat, recalling what Wufu had mentioned about having a bit of a connection with the Lord County Magistrate; could they be those people?
If that was the case, then they were in trouble. He wondered whether that wretched girl had any more tricks up her sleeve?
Madam Lu gnashed her teeth in anger: "That little wretch, just like her wretched mother, always knows how to seduce men; who knows where she lured those wild men from."
Zhou Xuennian frowned, lost in his own thoughts. If what Dajun said was true, speaking of revenge really wasn’t something one could rashly act on.
"Big brother, Mother is awake, asking for Doctor Cheng to come over, and to also check up on Dajun." At the doorway, Zhou Xueli’s voice was heard.
Zhou Xuennian immediately glared at Madam Lu: "Mind what you say, do not babble nonsense. Dajun was confused by filthy things, that’s why he made such a fool of himself."
Madam Lu was resentful but knew it wasn’t the right time to argue, so she could only nod in agreement.
And as for Zhou Dajun, how could he dare to say anything? He was still afraid that if word got out, Wufu might come and grab him again. If he was a pig this time, who knew what he would be next time? Another nightmare like that, Zhou Dajun would rather die than suffer through it again.