Wei Zixiong looked at Luo Qiao with a hostile gaze, his heart burning with fury. It was one thing for his second uncle to hit him, but now this little girl dared to threaten him.
Luo Qiao looked at him with a mocking smile, "What, not convinced?"
Wei Zixiong's face darkened, "Regardless, I am still your elder. You'd best speak with some respect."
Luo Qiao regarded him as if he were something filthy, "You think you're worthy of being my elder? You sure have some nerve."
Wei Zixiong was livid and reached out to grab Luo Qiao, but as soon as he extended his hand, she flipped him over her shoulder, leaving him in so much pain he nearly passed out.
However, Luo Qiao didn't give him much chance to catch his breath. She picked him up with one hand and, after a severe beating, Wei Zixiong collapsed onto the ground.
