Sharp Tongue Uncle is in Danger

"Dad."

In the Qin family's living room, Zhouzhou stood on the sofa, gently applying medicine to Qin Lie's wounds. She anxiously watched him and asked from time to time, "Dad, does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Qin Lie shook his head and said, "Actually, Ye Lingfeng didn't go all out. It's just superficial injuries."

He could sense that if Ye Lingfeng had really gone all out, he probably wouldn't be able to stand here and talk to her now.

However, even so, Qin Lie could still feel the astonishing strength behind Ye Lingfeng's moves during their exchange earlier. Every movement he made was simple and straightforward, without any fancy techniques, directly targeting vital points.

Compared to self-defense, those moves seemed more like... killing techniques.

Thinking of this, Qin Lie's heart grew heavy.

Zhouzhou didn't witness the previous scene, so she was a bit unhappy when she heard his words. "Dad, why are you still defending that bad Sharp Tongue Uncle?"