“Daqiang, what are you doing? Why hit so hard? I’ve always told you, if you need to hit someone, avoid the face. Breaking an arm or leg is better than hitting the face.”

Ye Bufan said this as he turned around and walked up to Qiao Fei, extending a hand to wipe his nosebleed. “Sorry, Mr. Qiao, I forgot to tell you, never provoke Daqiang. When he gets angry, even I get scared.”

After saying that, he patted Qiao Fei’s cheek, then turned back to Gao Daqiang, ...