The boy did not reply; it was, after all, his first time looking at his injury.
The situation was critical at that time. When he saw Mu Sheng holding the walking stick aloft, he subconsciously dashed in front of his mother to shield her from it.
It was primal instinct; he did not pause to ponder for long. Before his brain could react, his body shot forward like an arrow!
He then felt excruciating pain shot through his acromion the moment the cane landed on him; it was enough to make him black out.
A child's physique was unlike an adult's in that a young body was still vulnerable and had yet to develop wholly.
This beating would have meant nothing to Mu Yazhe if he had been the one receiving it. However, for this frail boy, it was enough to dislocate his shoulder!
Still, he was happy that he had reacted fast enough at that time.
