With that furious roar, the unconscious Ji Liantang screamed and jolted awake.
His eyes bulged as he sluggishly scanned the faces before him, each wearing a different expression. Cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead.
It was from the pain, but also from the fear.
That one blow from Ji Qingshan didn't kill Ji Liantang, but it scared Aunt Kang half to death.
When she saw him raise the club to strike again, Aunt Kang threw herself in front of Ji Liantang, wailing.
"Husband! When you strike our son, you strike my heart! If you're going to hit him, you might as well kill me first! If we have to die, let it be the two of us together! Then we won't be such an eyesore to you!"
Ji Qingshan pointed a trembling finger at her, rendered speechless.
The rage that seized his heart left him even weaker.
He had put all his strength into that last blow, and now he felt dizzy to the point of blacking out. Stars burst in his vision, and everything around him began to spin.
