Yi Qing nodded, as he walked forward rapidly.
Before the two came near, a small body suddenly flew out from the crowd, and dropped in front of the two with a bang.
Lou Tao was stunned, and his eyes widened instantly. "Young Junior Brother!" They apparently knew each other. He hurried to help the boy up.
"It's young Uncle-Master Lou Tao!" Somebody cried, and the crowd started rushing towards them.
Lou Tao held the person who had already fainted, and his fat face swelled even more with anger. "Who was it who hurt young Junior Brother?"
"It was me!" Before the crowd could answer, a male voice sounded from the other side, and the crowd made way for a thin child dressed in green, who walked over with his eyes full of disdain. He snorted and said, "Because he had his nose in the air!"
"Who are you?" Lou Tao's little fat face squeezed.
"I am…"
Before the person answered, Yi Qing burst out, "Dog!"
