Chapter 166: Beating Up the Piglet that Bumped into the Cabbage
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Chapter 166: Chapter 166: Beating Up the Piglet that Bumped into the CabbageTen minutes later, all four men were lying down. Lu Qing was still standing, but he looked like he was struggling. He had some injuries on his body, and those sharp eyes of his resembled a wolfâs. He stared fixedly at Mr. Jiu and said slowly:
"Thereâs a rumor on the streets that Mr. Jiu is very strong. Today, Iâd like to see just how strong."
Mr. Jiu stood up leisurely, ignoring him entirely, instead turning his gaze toward Qin Miaomiao. He spoke calmly:
"He wants to challenge me. Tell me, should I leave him half-crippled or entirely crippled?"
Qin Miaomiao resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Since when did Ninth Uncle have such a wicked sense of humor?
Half-crippled or entirely crippled...
She glanced at the furious Lu Qing and replied leisurely:
"Ninth Uncle, heâs my husband. If heâs half-crippled, Iâll be his crutch. If heâs entirely crippled, Iâll still stick by him. Anyway, itâs up to you."
A faint glint of coldness flashed through Mr. Jiuâs eyes:
"Are you threatening me?"
Qin Miaomiao grinned broadly, revealing eight teeth, and smiled brightly:
"No, I just think that the loser might not necessarily be my husband."
As soon as she said that, the previously enraged Lu Qing, who looked as if he was about to kill someone, froze in place. She... What did she just say?
All his anger dissipated in an instant. He was overwhelmed with joy and, without thinking, quickly strode over to her and wrapped her in a tight hug.
"Baby, say what you just said one more time."
Huh? What did she say?
Reflecting back on itâcough, coughâembarrassing words like that were absolutely not worth repeating!
She bit his ear and whispered:
"Are you stupid? Youâre already injured like this, and you still want to fight with Ninth Uncle? What if you get hurt even worse?"
Lu Qingâs ear tingled slightly, but his heart tingled even more. Though his body was aching, there was newfound joy deep in his heartâhis little wife finally knew how to care for him.
"Donât worry, your husband is strong."
Tch, a manâs ego!
Qin Miaomiao could already smell the blood on him. She cast an annoyed glare at the few lying men. Damn bastards, they went way too hard! Couldnât they hold back a little?
The still-prone Old Second, Old Third, Old Fifth, and Old Sixth were completely devastated inside. Little ancestor, canât you see weâre all lying here?
With broken arms and legs, you seriously didnât notice?
Qin Miaomiao wrapped one arm around his waist and said seriously to Mr. Jiu:
"Ninth Uncle, no more fighting today."
"Oh? Are you worried about him? Well, that just makes me want to fight him even more."
After raising this little cabbage for so many years, only to see it already uprooted onceâand now about to be uprooted a second timeâMr. Jiu was clearly displeased. His eyes, fixed on Lu Qing, grew increasingly hostile.
Qin Miaomiao muttered:
"Is there no end to this, Ninth Uncle? You canât take advantage of someoneâs misfortune like this!"
Mr. Jiu chuckled faintly, though his smile carried a hint of chill. That heartless little cabbageâshe was siding with an outsider!
Lu Qing straightened his posture, his strong figure taking a step forward. His face regained its calm and detached demeanor, while his gaze carried a trace of confident amusement:
"Since Ninth Uncle wants to fight, Iâll naturally oblige."
You shameless bastardâyouâre already calling him Ninth Uncle as if youâre buddies now?
Mr. Jiu smiled coldly and said:
"Donât call me Ninth Uncle. I donât have a nephew your age."
"Since youâre Miaomiaoâs Ninth Uncle, and since a husband and wife are one, then youâre my Ninth Uncle too. Respecting the elders is important, and courtesy should always be shown."
Is this brat deliberately trying to make me sound old?
Fine, so be it. Mr. Jiu clenched his fists slightly. It had been quite a while since he last beat someone up. Now was the perfect time to thoroughly thrash this pig who stole his cabbage.