Mianmian had never seen a family curse their own descendants before, finding it curious, she took a few extra glances at Lu You.
Such oaths should not be made lightly, especially by someone burdened with negative energy. Already marked by the heavens, their vows are likely to come true much more easily than those who constantly speak ill-fated words.
Additionally, little Mianmian was puzzled as to why only sons and grandsons are said to be able to continue the family lineage.
Mom had always said that as long as it was an extension of the parents' life, a fruit of love, whether a boy or a girl, could carry on the legacy just the same!
While Mianmian pondered these profound questions, Su Chaoyu's quiet voice praised, "Great-aunt, you hit him well, I've wanted to hit him for a long time too!"
Mianmian turned her head to look at Su Chaoyu, "Then why don't you hit him, my dear grandnephew? My mom says that if you don't hit some bad guys now, you might never get the chance to later."
