Will the Zhang Family Protect Zhang Hanyu?

"Thud!"

Another heavy punch landed forcefully on Zhang Hanyu's face, causing fresh blood to trickle down, making him appear even more disheveled.

"Damn it, do you think you're beating a beggar now?"

The three men, who had previously suppressed their anger, erupted after this humiliation.

Yesterday, they had undergone a medical examination, and the doctor had informed them that the chances of their recovery were very low. Even if they did recover, their functionality would be reduced by half. If not for their rationality preventing them from overreacting, the young master from this large estate would have been stabbed and buried in the woods long ago.

However, Zhang Hanyu had no idea about the hardships these three men had been through. He thought they were simply trying to extort a large sum from him.

The pain from the blows, though, was beginning to silence him. "How much money do you want," he uttered with great difficulty, suppressing his last shred of pride.