As soon as Liu Ji's voice fell, Yin Le stood on the edge of the carriage, fiercely launching his sharp dart!
The man was caught off guard, dodging clumsily as his arm was hit. He let out a cry of pain, and blood immediately spurted out.
The strong man was obviously shocked. He initially thought Liu Ji was the only man worth noting among the group, not expecting the woman driving the carriage to know martial arts.
He clutched his bleeding arm, his gaze shifting several times, but he didn't move forward again. Instead, he stood in the roadside shrubs, glaring viciously at the little boy whom Qin Yao had hidden behind her, cursing:
"You little beast, you don't even recognize your own father. Just wait till I break your legs when we get back!"
The boy was scared, curling himself up, clutching Qin Yao's clothes tightly. She could feel the fear and trembling emanating from her clothes.
This was not the reaction of a child facing his biological father.
