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A sudden kick had Zhou Fucai howling in pain.
As his elderly father, Zhou Guangrun hastened to help Zhou Fucai up.
Having just arrived and possibly because he was desperate for money, he hadn't even noticed that the person standing next to Zhou Zimei was Zhang Xiaofan.
Although it pained Zhou Guangrun to see his son Zhou Fucai kicked, he didn't feel it was his place to say anything.
After all, Zhou Fucai had it coming for his loose mouth; he deserved it.
And since it was Zhang Xiaofan who had kicked him, it was even harder to voice any objections.
"Bastard... who the hell are you? Daring to kick me."
Zhou Fucai, supported by Zhou Guangrun, clutched his abdomen in agony.
"Zhou Guangrun, take a good look at who I am!"
Zhang Xiaofan said.
"I don't care who you—"
He had intended to bluff with a few more arrogant words, but upon seeing it was Zhang Xiaofan, he immediately shut his mouth.
"Heh heh, Xiaofan, it's you."
"What brings you to my place today?"
