Shi Dashou was a burly man who weighed more than 150 kilograms. Liu Niu was at his limits when he carried him to the entrance of Youjia village.
Liu Niu panted heavily. "Chi'er, you carry him for a while."
Liu Chi was unwilling to have any more contact with Shi Dashou. Shi Dashou cursed, "Why are you dawdling! If I'm crippled, you'll have to serve me for the rest of your life!"
Liu Chi really wanted to stab him to death. For the sake of his career, he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
Liu Chi had never even lifted a bucket of water since he was young. With his trembling body, he carried Shi Dashou and almost broke his back.
Shi Dashou even cursed in his ear, "Useless!"
Liu Chi did not say a word.
When Shi Dashou saw the respected scholar swallow his anger in front of him, he was in a good mood. The pain in his body seemed to have eased a little. When his manhood recovered, he would have to settle some scores with the scholar.
