You looked at the ten bodyguards around you and shook your head at the short fat man, "I say, short fatty, where did you hire these ten bodyguards from? They're completely decorative. I suggest you hire some retired reconnaissance soldiers, they'll be more resilient."
Saying this, you slowly walked up to the fat woman and short fatty who were huddled in the corner and said to them, "So, can you two answer my questions now?"
"Yes, yes, please go ahead," the short fat man replied, despite being scared, trying to maintain composure because he was still a man.
The fat woman was already too frightened to raise her head, never expecting such a handsome young man to be so fierce.
"Don't worry, this is a society ruled by law. I am a civilized person and won't rough you up," you said, returning to the harmless smile you wore before. "Since you claim that your child is also seriously injured, present us with the doctor's injury certificate. Words alone aren't proof."
