The man noticed Tang Song's expression and eyes almost immediately.
Song Yi pulled Tang Song behind her.
The little guy then walked to the front of Song Yi himself.
His eyes were locked onto the man.
"What are you doing?" The man looked at Tang Song. "You want to hit me or something?"
Tang Song: "I told you, people like you who are rude and lack manners always have fighting on their mind."
"What's with the way you're talking, kid?"
"You pushed my mom just now. I haven't even asked you to apologize to her yet."
"The elevator is so crowded, who knew I pushed her?" The guy clearly had some experience in this, it wasn't pushing, it was groping.
He argued, but his eyes were still on Song Yi.
Tang Song went up and stomped on his foot.
"Oops, didn't see you there."
"You—!"
"It doesn't hurt to be stepped on by someone as small as me." Tang Song frowned. "Are you really going to argue with me?"
His voice was intentionally loud, drawing the attention of those around.
