A newly-made deerskin boot ground heavily into Sangqi's face.
"Useless trash. You should be just like your criminal father—nothing but a toy for us to play with. HAHAHA! But I'm bored of you now. So, you can die."
Sangli slowly raised his leg. He already possessed a 2-star beast soul, which was extremely rare for his age. If this kick landed, Sangqi would surely die.
A vicious and cruel expression that didn't belong on someone so young twisted Sangli's face. "Die!"
"Stop! Get away from Sangqi!"
Just as Sangli's foot was about to come down on Sangqi's face, a snow-white figure and a crimson one rushed over.
Sangli was sent flying before he could even get a clear look at them!
In the next instant, a small, warm hand took hold of Sangqi.
"Don't be scared, Sangqi. I'll heal you right now."
Sangqi stared at Qiao Qiao in astonishment. He knew who she was—one of his mother's other cubs. The two small figures standing protectively in front of him were her cubs too.
