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Hearing this, Daohua could no longer heed her older brother's warning and once again approached Xiao Yeyang, pointing at the Prefectural Governor's son with rising anger, "He stole my potted plant, smashed it, and also hit my three brothers."
As she spoke, she turned to pull Yan Wentao over, "Do you remember my third brother?"
Xiao Yeyang nodded at Yan Wentao, "Of course I remember!"
Yan Wentao smiled at Xiao Yeyang, though he appeared somewhat nervous.
He had limited experience and could tell Xiao Yeyang was no ordinary individual, and didn't dare to be as casual with him as Daohua was.
Xiao Yeyang glanced at the bruise near Yan Wentao's eye, then at the shattered potted plant on the ground, and after a moment, looked at Daohua and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Daohua touched her chin, her eyes darting around, "I can do whatever I want?"
