Madam Lu had just changed Zhou Dajun into a fresh set of clothes when she saw the red, swollen, and broken skin on his lower body; she almost fainted, her teeth chattering violently.
Fierce, too cruel.
How could someone be so cruel? Dajun is only so young, how could that vile person be so ruthless?
Zhou Xuennian stormed in like a whirlwind, without a word, he snatched the blanket off his son's body and dragged him off the bed, beating him with fists and feet.
Madam Lu stood frozen, then, like a madwoman, she rushed over and knocked him to the ground, screaming, "Zhou Xuennian, have you lost your mind? He's your son, he has just suffered a great injustice, why are you hitting him? If anything happens to my son, I will fight you to the death."
