This punch carried all of Jiang Yutai's shame and anger, swift as the wind, yet even so, it was blocked by Jiang Jingheng.
His hand caught his fist, with both sides locked in a stalemate.
"What are you doing, stop!" Old Sir Jiang was already enraged, shouting.
Jiang Yutai seemed oblivious, determined to win back a round no matter what.
He didn't let go, so naturally Jiang Jingheng wouldn't either.
Suddenly, Jiang Yutai kicked towards Jiang Jingheng's leg.
Jiang Jingheng sensed it, dodged, and then suddenly threw Jiang Yutai over his shoulder, sending him crashing to the ground.
With that fall, Jiang Yutai couldn't get up, groaning in pain.
"Yutai!" Qiu Shuyun exclaimed, rushing over.
Seeing her son in such pain, she immediately lashed out at Jiang Jingheng, "Jingheng, what are you doing, is this how you handle things with your cousin?"
Jiang Jingheng looked at her coldly, without defending himself.
