Seeing his arm fixed in a cast, Ke Zhengping's heart surged with anger.
He thought for a moment, then hurriedly used his sluggish left hand to dial the phone.
"Buzz... Buzz..."
The phone rang for a few seconds before it was answered: "Hello, is this Zhengping?"
Hearing his father's familiar voice, Ke Zhengping's nose tingled and tears of grievance almost fell. He was the only son of the Ke family, always showered with love and attention. The Ke family was wealthy, and he was always admired wherever he went. He had never been hit, let alone had his arm crippled.
He never expected that in Furong County, a godforsaken place, he would break an arm.
"Dad..." Ke Zhengping's voice carried a sob, he choked up. Hearing Ke Zhengping's emotional tone, the person on the other end panicked and asked in detail. It was only then that Ke Zhengping spoke: "I was trampled by a bumpkin from Furong County, my arm was shattered. The doctor says I will never recover. Dad, you have to avenge me."
