Chapter 2902: 2702 Villains Have Grown Old (Alliance Leader Huo Wu, Xin Xin Extra Chapter 2)

Come on, come on. Zheng Ren grabbed the child's father and said in a simple yet stern tone.

"You..." The child's father trembled with anger; this young man with thick brows and big eyes had clearly witnessed everything, yet the blame was pointed at him! Has this world lost all truth?

"Speak outside!" Zheng Ren said in a low voice, "Yi Ren, take the child!"

"Oh, okay." Xie Yiren immediately ran over, squatted in front of the child, separating him from the old lady, and asked with a smiling eyes, "What do you want to buy? Let sis get it for you, okay?"

"I... I..." The child only then reacted, his little mouth pouting, looking like he was about to cry.

"You..." The child's father said angrily.

"Don't bring trouble on yourself, go outside and speak calmly." Zheng Ren said.

"Come on, I don't believe that in broad daylight and under a clear sky, this lonely old woman would still be bullied by you!" the old lady shrieked. Her lips were slightly dark, her sharp cry carrying a strange note, as if her mouth and nose were covered, she strained to breathe and cry for help.

Many people around cast their gazes; as the crowd grew, the old lady became more pleased and more fearless.

Su Yun blew a breath, her black hair in front of her forehead fluttering, just about to speak when she heard Zheng Ren's voice: "Su Yun, shut up!"

Zheng Ren rarely spoke in such a stern tone; Su Yun froze for a moment.

What is the boss thinking? Could this be a extortion attempt? No worries, the mall has video surveillance; I still don't believe there's no place to reason.

Yet under Zheng Ren's repeated urging, the crowd fled in panic from the mall's underground supermarket, as if... as if they had just finished stealing money.

Su Yun sighed; back in Nanyang she had never seemed so flustered; the boss was overly cautious, afraid of trouble.

After leaving the mall, Zheng Ren finally released the child's father and helped pat down his wrinkled clothes.

"Sorry about that." Zheng Ren smiled, "Don't be angry; it's not worth it."

The child's father knew Zheng Ren meant well, but his anger wouldn't subside; no matter how he said it, his child had been bullied.

"How could she do that, snatching money from the child's hand! Has she gone crazy from poverty!" the child's father said angrily.

"Don't be angry, hurry home." Zheng Ren forced a smile and said, "She's so old—you're not afraid to argue with her and trigger her heart disease?"

"" The child's father felt a shudder inside, but kept a stiff mouth: "What's there to fear? I don't believe there's no place to reason. I... I won't touch her, so nothing can be blamed on me."

"Stop it, you still have the child with you. If the old lady really fell ill, would you take the child to the hospital together or dump him here?"

Hearing Zheng Ren's words, the man fell silent.

What Zheng Ren said made sense, but... a breath got stuck in his chest, truly hard to swallow.

So angry.

"Let me say something unpleasant: you're doing this because you lack a mother." Su Yun chuckled, patting the child's father's shoulder, "Just go home; running into such a person is bad luck. Didn't you hear her? A lonely old woman—her child might already have died of illness or accident, for all we know."

Su Yun, called out by Zheng Ren, also felt her anger hard to quell; she needed to say a couple of unpleasant things to feel a bit better.

Zheng Ren didn't think Su Yun's words were unpleasant; after thinking about the System Panel, he felt such a possibility really existed.

The child's father sighed, took the child from Xie Yiren's hands, and said listlessly, "Ah, thanks."

"You're welcome; we couldn't just stand by either." Zheng Ren said, "But what can we do? The mall indeed has surveillance footage, but even if we call the police, could we detain the old lady? I'm afraid if she suddenly has a heart attack, the police wouldn't be scared either."

"But... one must reason as a person!"

Zheng Ren looked at the child's father and gave a helpless smile. Reasoning? There are plenty of things to reason about; this is just the rhythm before life has beaten you into submission. If someone had been ground down long enough, they wouldn't utter such talk about reasoning.

Wait until one's edges are completely worn smooth, ground down by life—then it would be fine. But if that really happened, would it truly be all right?

Zheng Ren didn't know; combining the System Panel, he judged with high confidence that provoking this old lady would likely bring trouble upon himself.

"Buddy, don't be angry." Su Yun also comforted the child's father, "If a dog bites you, can you bite it back?"

"Heizi doesn't bite people." Chang Yue frowned and corrected. You can talk about other things, but you can't use Heizi as an example.

"" Su Yun glanced at her, then turned and said, "It's just like this: if she really throws herself to the ground, what would you do? Grab your clothes to stop you from leaving, then bump and go to the hospital for a check‑up costing several thousand—what could you do?"

""

The child's father, upon imagining that situation, felt his heart turn cold. He hadn't felt it then, but now thinking about it, it's really damn scary.

"If she ends up hospitalized, you'd have to bring her meals every day; otherwise she'd insist on dying at your doorstep—what would you do then?"

""

"We're doctors; we see this sort of thing often." Su Yun began to spout nonsense, "Back when we worked in a small place, there was a taxi that had picked up four old ladies. It got hit by a tricycle; the four old ladies were fine, yet they went to the hospital for a full head‑to‑toe checkup."

The child's father was left alone and speechless.

"Just say what part feels uncomfortable—would a doctor dare not to check? Even if the results are fine, who wouldn't worry about a delayed reaction?" Su Yun continued to advise, "Don't provoke such people; we can't afford to."

"Sigh." The child's father knew Su Yun made sense, but the breath in his chest just wouldn't come out, leaving him deeply vexed.

"Don't sigh; let me tell you another story where reasoning won the argument." Su Yun said with a smile, "I've also heard of someone this age who lost an argument. They went to the branch bureau, police mediated for half a day. In the midnight, feeling resentful, they slammed their head into the bureau's door and died."

""

The child's father had never seen human blood; hearing about a head‑first collision death, he shuddered.

"This is a death at the branch bureau; imagine if she slammed her head into your door—your house would become a haunted mansion." Su Yun began to spout nonsense, "Put on a set of red underwear and I'll ask if you're scared. Thereafter every night you'd have nightmares—why bother, you say. Now property prices in the imperial capital are sky‑high; knowing someone died there, you couldn't sell the house for its worth."

""

The child's father was almost brought to tears by the talk—damn it!

"It's just that bad people grow old; once they're all dead, it'll be fine. Rest assured, looking at her antics, she won't live much longer." —continuing to comfort.

"Thanks." The child's father finally let out a long breath, bowed innocently to Zheng Ren and Su Yun, and said, "Then we're heading back."