Jiang Nan stared at the untouched food on his plate, looking confusedly at Dan Tingye.
"..."
Dan Tingye was stuck between exhaling and inhaling, glaring at him fiercely, and asked, "Do you know how pigs die?"
"..."
"From stupidity."
"..."
"Just like you."
"..."!!!
Jiang Nan was dumbfounded for a few seconds, finally coming to his senses, covering his mouth in disbelief, pointing at Dan Tingye’s serious face, "Brother, you’re insulting me!"
"I’m certain I want more than just to insult right now, I actually want to hit you. Want to keep yammering and find out?" Dan Tingye stared at his finger, his voice soft yet intimidating.
Jiang Nan’s finger suddenly shrank back, hurriedly retreating behind Meimei, "It’s too dangerous here, Jiang Nan will take you away."
"Jiang Nan, don’t be afraid. Tingye is just joking with you; he won’t really hit you." Meimei chuckled, put down the ointment, stood up from the floor, and comforted Jiang Nan with a smile.
"He even hits the little kid, what’s hitting me?" Jiang Nan replied without thinking.
After saying that, Meimei paused, "Are you talking about Youyou?"
"Yeah, yeah, but you can’t blame brother. It’s that little kid’s fault for being too much of a brat, always wanting to compete, and then crying when losing..."
Before Jiang Nan could finish his words, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine. He hadn’t yet figured out what was happening when Meimei tugged on his sleeve, whispering, "Jiang Nan, stop talking."
"..." Jiang Nan’s nerves tightened, suddenly having a bad premonition.
Just as he was about to turn around, a roar sounded from behind.
"Jiang Nan, who did you say was blubbering?" Youyou stormed in from the doorway with her little whip, angrily whipping it onto the floor near Jiang Nan’s feet.
"Which eye of yours saw me cry? If you don’t clarify today, I’m going to whip you to death!"
"Jiang what Nan? I’m your brother, and you actually dare call me by name, no manners at all." Jiang Nan shouted back with full momentum, but the next second wilted, taking steps to walk out.
"I suddenly remember I have something to do today, so I’m not going to argue with you. I’m leaving first..."
"Trying to run?" Youyou’s pretty eyes narrowed, her whip flicked, and the tip wrapped around Jiang Nan’s ankle, pulling him back.
Jiang Nan was almost thrown forward by her pull, barely managing to stand steadily, and immediately flared up.
"Youyou Adolf, I’m giving you leeway because you’re small, and a girl. If I really fought you, I’d only need two more minutes than brother to knock you down!"
Jiang Nan held up two fingers, gesturing in front of Youyou.
In an instant, Youyou’s delicate face turned livid, "Then let’s see who hits the ground first today!"
"Snap—"
Youyou retracted the whip, and in a blink threw it straight at Jiang Nan, swift and ruthless.
Upon hearing Jiang Nan mention the time when Dan Tingye defeated her, she was truly enraged!
"Brat, have you gone mad? Really want to fight me?" Jiang Nan grabbed her whip in shock.
On his handsome face, the teasing vanished without a trace, his almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, his fingers gripping the whip turning pale.
Firmly clutching her whip, preventing her from making another move.
"Let go!" Youyou tugged a few times, unable to reclaim the whip, frowning in annoyance.