Peerless Genius System

When Xiao Luo walked down to the first floor and showed himself, the Madam Dongzhao immediately pounced on him as if she was mad. If it wasn't for Xiao Ping and a few women holding her back, she would have scratched Xiao Luo with her fingernails.

"Luozi, what are you doing out here? Go back, quick!"

Xiao Ping shouted urgently, it was the worst time possible for Xiao Luo to appear. Let Madam Dongzhao cry all she wanted, after a good while, she would definitely leave in shame.

Xiao Luo smiled faintly and shook his head. "I must still face what I have to face. Let go of Madam Dongzhao, you all."

Let go of this mad woman?

The crowd was stunned, what kind of international joke was this, she looked like she was all set to rip you apart.

Madam Dongzhao aunt stared at Xiao Luo viciously, shouting with all her might, "Xiao Luo, you unthankful ingrate, how dare you hit my son Dongzi, has your conscience been eaten by a dog? He has always treated you like a brother, how could you beat him up so badly? You guys, let go of me, I'm going to fight this ingrate with my life!"

Xiao Ping looked at Xiao Luo with a questioning look, which meant to ask whether the latter was sure about them letting go.

Xiao Luo nodded and waved his hand, indicating that it was fine. He even asked Ji Siying to persuade his grandparents to go back into the house. Elderly people could not take such conflicts and their health was more important.

As motioned by Xiao Luo, Xiao Ping and the group let go of Madam Dongzhao.

With no one stopping her anymore, Madam Dongzhao rushed towards Xiao Luo in big strides. "I'll beat you to death, you ingrate!"

She roughly shoved and punched Xiao Luo, and she became so emotional that she actually ended up pulling off the silver hair stick on her head and stabbed it down ferociously on Xiao Luo's left shoulder.

"Pfft~"

The hair stick was very sharp, about one centimeter of it pierced into Xiao Luo's flesh, and blood immediately seeped out from the wound.

Not only was the crowd stunned, even Madam Dongzhao's heart thudded as she looked at Xiao Luo with widened eyes: "You… Why didn't you avoid it?"

"Are you less angry now?"

Xiao Luo smiled and asked, he could have avoided it, but he didn't. Just like Aunt Taoxiu, this Madam Dongzhao had a high status in his heart.

Looking at his sincere and clear eyes, Madam Dongzhao panicked and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Xiao Luo pulled out the hair stick from his left shoulder and handed it back to her, but when she saw the blood on the hair stick, she didn't take it back immediately, instead hesitating for a moment before taking it back. She suddenly felt ashamed and wanted to tell Xiao Luo to go and tend to the wound.

"If your anger has subsided, I'll have a good talk with you, Madam Dongzhao."

Xiao Luo slowly said, "You said that Winter Melon has been treating me like a brother, but did he really? Ever since he enjoyed success in his career, he has been stressing that I, who had gone to college, is not as successful as him, who hadn't gone to college, publicly claiming that I'm worthless person and causing other people to criticize me behind my back. I put up with it and didn't bother to fight it out with him.

"This year, when I came home, I just happened to run into him in the city, so I took his car back. It was already later than nine o'clock in the evening when we reached the village. He simply left me alone by the roadside before the bend, in the middle of nowhere, when it was still raining. I do not have an umbrella with me, so I stood there in the rain the whole time, waiting for my father to pick me up. This I have also put up with, and similarly I did not bother to pick a fight with him.

"His wife has given birth to a son, and he held a feast at home, inviting everyone over to celebrate. Everyone else could take a seat and enjoy their meal and drinks, but what about me, what was I doing? I was serving food, tea, water, and afterwards I even had to explain to other people that Winter Melon had treated me to a special meal. This is how Winter Melon, whom you said treated me like a brother, behaves. I just want to ask if this is how one is supposed to treat a real brother?"

Initially he was going to bring everything to his grave, but he really couldn't keep it to himself at this point of time. Brother? Xiao Qiudong didn't even deserve to mention the word.

"It's really too much, actually leave Little Luo out in the rain by the roadside."

"Yeah, that day I thought that Winter Melon had really treated Little Luo to a special meal, after all, they were so close. But it turned out to be completely false. Everyone's had enough to eat and drink, but Little Luo was still busy helping out, not even having time to drink a sip of water, let alone enjoy the food."

"He's always talking about them being brothers, but didn't treating Little Luo as a brother at all, alas… this Xiao Qiudong."

Everyone felt unworthy for Xiao Luo, what Xiao Qiudong did was too chilling.

Madam Dongzhao was stunned, murmuring to herself, "Dongzi… why didn't he mention these things to me…"

She really did not know about it. After Xiao Qiudong married Li Honglian, Li Honglian despised her and her husband, often badmouthing them, and it eventually evolved into a family war. She was once slapped by Li Honglian, yet Xiao Qiudong did not take his mother's side. She was very sad and finally moved back into the old house with her husband. She did not even show up for the feast, for fear of incurring Li Honglian's displeasure.

"I've always been tolerating him, but what I got in return for my tolerance was Winter Melon wanting to take an ell after I've given him an inch. Perhaps I did not do well enough, perhaps my actions hurt his ego. Last night, he picked up a stick and came at me, at the Seekong Altar, in front of the elderly chief and Uncle Dizhang. He aimed straight for my head and brought the stick down hard. If not for my improved physical fitness, the blow yesterday would have smashed me into unconsciousness, and I would suffer from serious head injury."

Xiao Luo's emotions were getting more and more difficult for him to control, and every sentence he spoke came right from the heart, "Madam Dongzhao, Winter Melon is your son alright, and it is only natural for you to protect him, but it's also only natural for me to fight back, I never owed him anything. I, Xiao Luo, is not at fault!!!"

He shouted this last rebuke as if it was an iron law, and the words carried a sense of justice and a tremendous momentum.

Everyone present was deeply affected, and Xiao Ping was the first to raise his fist high in agreement. "Xiao Luo is not at fault!"

"Xiao Luo is not at fault!"

The others also raised their fists in unison and shouted for Xiao Luo.

The shouts were unified, as if they could shake the mountains and rivers.

On the second floor, Ji Siying was dumbfounded, her beautiful eyes looking at Xiao Luo's not so broad figure in shock. She suddenly realized that she seemed to have misjudged Xiao Luo. He was not a murderous demon, on the contrary, she saw that Xiao Luo had a benevolent and righteous spirit, and the open and honest heart of a gentleman, with a clear conscience.

Madam Dongzhao stepped back step by step, and finally squeezed through the crowd and walked away with her head hanging low in shame. It was understandable for one or two people to take Xiao Luo's side, but everyone was on Xiao Luo's side, which meant that the problem was definitely with her son Xiao Qiudong. She wanted to go back and ask, ask Xiao Qiudong why had he treated Xiao Luo so badly, why would he abandon even his childhood playmate?

"Luozi, how's your injury?" Xiao Ping greeted him and asked Xiao Luo with concern.

"It's nothing serious." Xiao Luo shook his head and laughed slightly.

"It's bleeding, and furthermore it's pierced by a silver hair stick, which has a weak toxicity. The wound must be treated as soon as possible, come in with me."

Ji Siying walked out, actually giving off some vibes of the mistress of the house. She tugged at Xiao Luo's hand and walked into the house.

Xiao Ping was stunned for a moment, and finally scratched the back of his head, saying somewhat enviously, "Ah, damn, she even knows how to treat wounds, give me a dozen of such a girlfriend too!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his ear was pulled at and twisted by a hand, pulling it upwards with such force that he screamed out in pain like a pig being butchered.

The one who twisted his ear was, of course, his wife, and as he kept begging for mercy, all the people around him couldn't help but laugh out loud.

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