Arrived at the courtyard of the last entrance. Everyone gathered around.
Looking at Yang Run Tai's face still relaxed and carefree, everyone's puzzled. Is he confident he won't get beaten, or doesn't care if he gets beaten?
Everyone watching the spectacle wore smiles on their faces.
In the children's eyes, Yang Run Tai was someone above them, someone outstanding, a subconscious benchmark.
Being able to see him getting beaten up this time, they were highly anticipating it.
Old Yang was on the side warming up, staring at Yang Run Tai with a sinister smile. One glance and it's obvious he has ill intentions.
Yang Run Tai stood in the courtyard, actually smiling bitterly inside. Oh man, this beating is inevitable.
"I'll go first." Old Yang didn't care about any of this; no matter what, coveting his family's daughter is not acceptable.
"Uncle Yang, go easy on me."
"Hmph." Old Yang was still fuming, totally ignoring what he said.
