"Uncles and Aunties, did any of you just see my dad didn't attack anyone with a hammer? Please, speak up for my dad. He really didn't hit anyone!"
Most of the people who came here were regular customers who naturally knew what kind of person Old Iron Head was, and indeed a few of them quietly said that Old Iron Head indeed hadn't hit anyone with a hammer.
Lin Dashuan wasn't foolish, and seeing that the tide of opinion was starting to shift in that direction, he hurriedly let out several louder cries, pitifully calling out to his third aunt who was holding her grandson in the distance, "Mom, oh my dear mom, your son is almost beaten to death, why are you hiding?"
