Xu Huo kicked him again, "Shut your mouth."
The man was angry but didn't dare to speak.
Xu Huo took the knife from the little boy's hand and called the mute girl to take him upstairs.
After the child left, Xu Huo entered the room, picked up a chair leg, sized up the man, found the right angle, then broke his right leg, and then in his screams broke his right hand.
Looking at the man with snot and tears running down his face, Xu Huo said expressionlessly, "Since you know fear, you should understand that the child will grow up sooner or later."
This cowardly man shivered and promised to treat the child well in the future.
Xu Huo acted as if he didn't hear it, and among the many onlookers who were watching, he turned and went back upstairs.
The aroma of the food was already wafting out, and the boy who had just looked like he wanted to kill someone now instinctively showed a craving for food. The mute girl picked a piece of meat for him to taste.
