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nTranslator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales

nHuo Chenyu looked at him calmly, “Which hand did you use when you pushed her?”

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nZhao Qian forced his neck to stay straight and spat out a word, unwilling to give up, “You…”

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nBefore he could finish his sentence, the boy’s calm voice sounded again,

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n“Or, did you use both hands?”

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nZhao Qian heard the boy’s confusing words and his heart skipped a beat.

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n“…What do you mean?”

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nDid he really dare to make a move on him?

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nHah.

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nWhat a joke!

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nZhao Qian straightened his back slightly and threatened with a cold smile, “I suggest you stay calm. You better weigh yourself before trying to stick up for somebody else.”

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n“Do you know about the mining city in Salt City?”

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nHe raised an eyebrow and grinned, “That belongs to my family.”

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n“All the big families have their eyes on it and according to the discussions, we’ve decided to hand it over to the Huo family.”

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n“If you dare to touch me today, do you believe that I’ll stop the collaboration between the Zhao and Huo family?”

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nZhao Qian sneered even more, “Isn’t the mining mountain important to Huo Yao?”

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n“What do you think Head Huo will do if the collaboration stops at a crucial time?”

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nWhat would he do?

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nHuo Chenyu was only lodging under Huo Yao’s roof and penalties would be the tiniest punishments.

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nSeeing that Huo Chenyu remained silent, Zhao Qian felt even more delighted as he continued, “I only pushed her once. Surely a child won’t affect the collaborations between our families.”

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n“A wise man submits to circumstances; I believe you should understand this as the successor?”

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nAfter Zhao Qian finished threatening him, his lips curved upwards, and he laughed arrogantly.

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nWhen he turned around, ready to swagger off, the boy who looked down suddenly pulled a cold smile on his face.

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nHuo Chenyu stepped to the side and pulled his arm, pressing him on the table without giving him the time to react.

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n“Argh—!” Zhao Qian screeched uncontrollably.

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nThe young boy looked like he was smiling but he wasn’t as he turned a deaf ear to Zhao Qian’s horror. He stepped onto Zhao Qian’s left hand fiercely and almost fractured all his fingers.

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nThe other classmates there who haven’t left saw the scene and all froze in their spots with soft knees.

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nAfter all, they were still young masters who were spoiled and cherished by their families, they haven’t seen cruelty happen in front of them like this.

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n“Does it hurt?” Huo Chenyu smiled as he tilted his head to the side and asked leisurely.

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n“…” Perhaps it was because of his smile and idle tone, it was all too terrifying. Zhao Qian’s forehead was drenched in a cold sweat and his lips trembled, but he didn’t dare to say a single word.

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nHuo Chenyu looked down and stepped on his right hand even stronger, almost crushing his bones.

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nHe asked again, “Does it hurt?”

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n“Argh—!” Zhao Qian couldn’t hold it back and shrieked miserably, his face was paler than ever.

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nHe crawled on the ground in a mess and stared at him in disbelief, “H-How dare you…”

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nThe boy smiled lightly and cut off his sentence,

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n“….. She’s only five years old.”

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nHuo Chenyu looked down at the miserable Zhao Qian who was twitching in pain.

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nHis eyes smiled as he sneered with a coldness that seemed to born naturally with him,

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n“If you could do it, why do you think that I don’t have the guts to do it?”

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nHe never had a good conscience from the very beginning anyway.

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n“Since I was a child, Huo Yao taught me that I should either cut the weeds and destroy the root or burn the bones to ashes,” The young boy looked down at the horrified Zhao Qian, smiling lightly, “So next time……”

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n“It probably won’t be as simple as a pair of hands.”

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