"Why don't you control your son properly? Starts hitting as soon as he sees someone?" the boy's mother was furious, "I've never seen such a wild child. He's only this young, what will happen when he grows up?"
Xiaobao ducked into Shen Chi's arms, not caring about their recent argument.
Xu Chaomu glanced at Shen Chi, "What happened?"
Shen Chi helplessly replied, "They were fighting."
Xu Chaomu pulled Xiaobao out of Shen Chi's arms and brought him in front of the injured boy.
"Xiaobao, apologize to your brother," Xu Chaomu said sternly.
The young boy was seriously hurt, his neck had numerous scratch marks from Xiaobao's nails, some were even bleeding.
"He hit me first." Xiaobao rubbed his eyes, unwilling to step forward.
"Who hit him first?" the boy retorted, "It was clearly him who hit me. I didn't even move. Look at my neck, aren't these injuries?"
The young boy was much taller than Xiaobao and looked several years older.
