C7

"Are you blind? Do you know how to watch the road? " Before Rong Chen could say anything, the child running over cursed angrily.

The child was dressed in brocade clothing and had a small jade crown on his head. However, he was not fat and white like the village chief's little fatty. Instead, he was the healthy color of wheat. It was obvious that he was a very sturdy child.

However, the arrogance on his face always made people unhappy.

He didn't fall to the ground, but he continued to glare angrily at Cheng Xiu.

"Are you talking about yourself?" Rong Shen pulled Cheng Xiu to his side, sneered and looked at the child.

Probably no one had ever said that about him before. The anger on the kid's face deepened, and he turned to stare at Rong Shen. "Say it again!"

"Are you blind?" Rong Shen replied without any trace of politeness.

The child was so angry that his breath became heavier, and his hand clenched into a fist. Just as Rong Chen was thinking that he would swing his fist at him, he heard the child clench his teeth and say, "I don't hit women!"

"Is that so?" Rong Chen clicked his tongue, "What a pity."

"What's a pity?" Cheng Xiu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly pulled his deep sleeves and asked curiously.

He was the one that was hit, but he wasn't angry, nor did he feel wronged. There was only pure curiosity in his eyes.

When Rong Chen looked at him, his cold expression disappeared, and he said with a smile, "He doesn't hit women, but it's a pity that I don't mind beating up the devilish brat."

After saying so, she stretched out her hand to the child, grabbed his collar and said with a cold expression, "Apologize to Cheng Xiu, and I'll give you a light beating."

"You! Let me go! " The child twisted and struggled. His strength was great, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't get rid of Rong Shen's hand. If it wasn't for the fact that his skin was dark, he would have been angry and blushing long ago.

"I'll ask you one more time, are you going to apologize?" Rong Chen asked coldly.

The child also had a stubborn temper. He raised his head and angrily said, "Don't even think about it!"

She let out a cold laugh and released the back of his collar. Before the child could heave a sigh of relief, she flipped her wrist and a palm flew towards his shoulder.

She did not use any of her magic power, and only patted him. If a child was hit, it would at most hurt a bit and leave a red mark. It would not cause any problems, and she wanted him to feel pain so that the devilish brat would have a good memory.

"Miss, please wait." The man's deep voice rang out as he used one hand to block the slap.

Rong Chen was enraged, wanting to see who blocked him. However, the child's face lit up and he shouted towards the person who came, "Master!"

The person who came was an adult male. He wore extremely simple clothes, and his face exuded a sense of righteousness. However, he had a peach wood sword on his back.

It was actually a Daoist.

The three points of anger he had been holding grew to a fifth of its original length.

"Stinking Taoist!" To be able to bring up such an arrogant and despotic disciple, I guess you are not a good person either! "

With a twist of her wrist, Rong Chen sent a palm towards the child's master. Compared to that palm just now, she had used her true power.

The man had also noticed the change in the palm. His expression changed as he quickly explained, "Calm down young lady. I know that this brat was impulsive and did not have any intention of protecting him!"

"That's what you said." Rong Chen retracted his hand and looked at him coldly.

The man also put down his hand and smiled apologetically at Rong. When he turned his head to look at the disciple beside him, his expression turned serious and he asked sternly, "Ah Yue! "You were the one who was reckless just now. Not only did you not admit your mistake, you even spoke angrily to him. Is this what I usually teach you?"