Mo Siluo lifted his foot and walked toward Xiaoguai. He did not ask about the reason for the fight, but only asked, "Didn't you enroll in a Taekwondo class? After a year of studying, how did you still let someone beat you up like this?"
Xiaoguai turned his little face away, with a look that said 'mind your own business.'
"Dad, they outnumbered him." Yaoyao immediately helped explain, "So many against him alone; how could he possibly win?"
As soon as Yaoyao finished speaking, a parent lost their patience, pointing at Xiaoguai, preemptively defending their stance, though their voice was slightly trembling, "Yes, it was him who started it."
"Yes, yes. Kids fighting, isn't it a very normal thing?" Another parent chimed in.
But Yaoyao pointed at them and corrected, "Dad, they started by insulting brother first. They called... mom a 'mistress.' Dad, what is a 'mistress'?"
