"Ah!"
A heart-wrenching scream shattered the morning silence.
The once feisty leather-clad man was now crouched on the ground clutching his head, blood seeping through his fingers, looking quite terrifying.
"So fragile?" The little girl looked at the whip in her hand, seemingly startled.
Clearly, the man on the ground was the victim, but it looked like she was the one who got hurt.
"Brother Xiao Feng, did I hit too hard?" The little girl tilted her head towards Xiao Feng, feeling a bit anxious.
Xiao Feng replied, "If you're not trying to kill but just want to teach them a lesson, don't hit the head. The head contains the most nerves, like the temples. Even if you're not very forceful, it can still take a life if you're unlucky."
In fact, the little girl was a beginner, so it was normal for her to not control her strength well.
Although the man looked seriously injured, it was actually just a surface wound, not life-threatening.
