"Not at all, not at all!"
Ye Zi'an said these words, but inwardly he sneered, You disdain my son so much, yet you won't release him from the palace.
When Ye Zi'an emerged from the Imperial Study, Baili Yan had not yet left. Seeing him come out, he said, "Let's go together."
The two had just reached the Imperial Garden when they saw Yangyang wrestling with another child, soon climbing on top of the kid and hitting him while cursing under his breath, "I told you to watch your dirty mouth, I told you not to talk about my mom, I will beat you to death if it's the last thing I do."
"Brother, don't hit the face, target the body."
Upon closer inspection, they saw Lele holding back another child from helping, while instructing Yangyang how to throw his punches.
"Whose little brat is this?" Just as Yangyang was about to punch the kid in the face, he switched to striking the body, laughing while he did so, "Humph, indeed hitting the body is less likely to be noticed."
