Dad v/s Daddy

Kaisen's eyes narrowed as the new guy made his entrance. Teasing women? Sure, that's all in good fun. But straight-up slapping one? That's where he drew the line.

He had expected some spineless pushover based on Rony's earlier remarks—after all, the kid had mentioned how this guy didn't even flinch when the village Elder mocked him.

But what Kaisen saw now was anything but a doormat.

"Momma!"

Ronali darted toward her mother, who was on the ground, rubbing her cheek like she was just dealing with an annoying itch rather than a slap to the face.

There wasn't a single tear or sign of defiance, almost as if this was a regular Tuesday evening.

"It was me who brought him here. You don't have to punish Mom for that!"

Ronali shouted, her voice thick with desperation. She turned to face her dad, who was still glaring at her mother like she'd just insulted his favorite beer.