"Include nutritional and emotional damage compensation, plus loss of work fees, and calculate my loss of work fees according to the highest standard." Qhianqhian calmly held An Hao as she left, showing no intention of saving Han Chen’s face. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Han Chen watched Qhianqhian leave, and could only smile bitterly.

He had served in the military, so he knew that sometimes even if you get hit, it doesn’t show. But he never thought that even a kid like An Hao would know these things.

It seems he underestimated this pair of siblings.

Once in the car, Elvis looked at the white lump on An Hao’s hand and gasped loudly, "It’s that serious?"

"Three stitches, quickly go back to get Yan for treatment. I just took pictures of the wound, and with the medical report, we don’t need to worry." Qhianqhian nodded, looking at An Hao’s small hand, cradling it in pain.

An Hao seriously patted Qhianqhian’s hand, "Sis, it doesn’t hurt."

"Liar, how can it not hurt? Such a thick needle being stitched like that..."

Elvis had a head full of black lines, why did it feel like Qhianqhian was the one who got stitched, not An Hao? Why was An Hao comforting Qhianqhian? Is there something off about these siblings? Are all men in the Luo Family this tough?

Nope, An Hao doesn’t really count as part of the Luo Family.

Once home, Yan looked at Qhianqhian’s tears flowing like a river, then glanced at Elvis and An Hao’s faces full of helplessness, feeling puzzled.

Isn’t the injury on An Hao? Why are the ones without wounds crying?

That’s right, when He Wenyu returned, she hugged a cushion and cried a mess, blaming herself for wanting to be unconventional, causing An Hao to be questioned and then hurt.

"Yan, quickly see if it’ll scar. An Hao is still so young..." Qhianqhian choked up.

Yan calmly unwrapped the bandages on An Hao’s hand, furrowed his brow to observe for a moment, then nodded, "Not very serious, no problem."

Then he appreciatively patted An Hao’s head, "Didn’t cry at all, An Hao is really good."

An Hao quietly lowered his head, "Sis cried so much, I feel like if I cry, it wouldn’t be as much as Sis, so better not to cry."

Qhianqhian’s expression froze entirely, only her tears kept flowing, trickling down her little face onto... her shoes.

Is she being disliked by her little brother?

As Yan led An Hao away, Qhianqhian and He Wenyu exchanged a glance and burst into tears...

In the living room, Elvis stood clueless, feeling a bit lost. Should he hide? Standing here felt awkward.

He couldn’t comfort, and crying along was impossible, standing here like a statue seemed rather silly...

As for the other three? Having witnessed He Wenyu’s tearful power, they simply had no intention of coming out, keeping their doors tightly shut.

Not a single bit of solidarity with Elvis, the one he usually teamed up with for games.

He Wenyu wiped her tears, grabbed Qhianqhian, looking urgent, "An Hao didn’t get a tetanus shot?"

"He did." Qhianqhian quickly nodded, "The wound on his hand is quite deep, needed stitches. I’ve kept the medical report and took pictures."

He Wenyu sighed with relief but had no courage to look at the pictures, her face filled with fear when Yan unwrapped An Hao’s bandages.

She simply dared not approach to observe closely, fearing her tears would rush uncontrollably.

Nonetheless, it turned out, even without looking, she couldn’t hold back...

"I must beat up that brat!" He Wenyu looked furious, "How about it? Don’t stop me, I must avenge our An Hao."

"It’s not easy for him now either, you think An Hao is just a Little Cabbage to be bullied? He’s smart, won’t suffer losses." Qhianqhian remembered while watching surveillance footage, An Hao’s slightly moving lips, saying clearly... ’Well, wasn’t I the one who started it first?’

Moreover, those lively big eyes clearly weren’t in shock, just a bit surprised.

She helplessly shook her head, "Kids trained by the brothers can’t stand being wronged."

"Especially Brother Luo Si." He Wenyu hesitated, then laughed. Although Luo Yanran received the most grievances usually, it’s undeniable he’s the most experienced among the brothers. And experienced means having more ways to cope.

In some way, it seems, there’s nothing wrong with what Luo Yanran teaches.

But who would want their children bullied?

"Though, about that kid, I do have some ties with him, only, there’s a saying ’like parents, like child’, and another ’dragon begets dragon, phoenix begets phoenix, mouse’s offspring will dig holes’."

The smile on Qhianqhian’s face carried a trace of mockery, leaving He Wenyu a bit puzzled, yet she still held her hand tightly with a tense expression, "You know his parents? His parents bullied you?"

Qhianqhian was caught off guard by this sudden inquiry, and then she laughed.

Where there are friends, there won’t be loneliness.

"Yes, but like this kid, they didn’t gain much advantage." Although the one who bothered her was the kid’s grandfather.

He Wenyu gently released her hand, patting her chest, "That’s good, otherwise I’d worry about the kid’s parents giving trouble after I beat that brat."

"No need to worry about that, but you bickering with a kid seems too childish. Leave it to An Hao to handle." Qhianqhian chuckled. The parents of Jimo Yunhao? Even if the two families behind him stepped in, she still wouldn’t be afraid!

The next day, An Hao calmly took a leave, no matter how the director asked, the one calling and requesting the leave was He Wenyu, who wouldn’t say anything.

And An Hao? He was already taken by Qhianqhian to the Cultivation World to learn bullying techniques from Luo Yanran.

Clearly, he found the right person.

Meanwhile, Qhianqhian finished her cultivation and began crafting talisman tools. She knew well that daggers and short swords in some sense wouldn’t suffice. She must comprehend the essence of talisman tools through this book, then create her own modern talisman tools to protect her family.

However, this book listed various weapons like swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, tridents, staffs, cudgels, sticks, whips, maces, hammers, and claws. Cold weapons were in abundance, but without exception, the longer the weapon in this book, the more complex the sketched trajectory at the end, yet one can still find certain patterns, just like... doing pattern puzzles.

After much study, only Tang Guo’s calling alerted her it was already late, and clearly Luo Shufan was aware of her matters, allowing An Hao to go back and sleep on the mother’s side for a night, then return the next day.

But the next day, accompanying An Hao up the mountain was also AN Zilan...

Luo Shufan suddenly felt a bad premonition...