His kick was so swift that even Huo Zhanting glanced in his direction, only to see An Xuan nonchalantly retracting his leg and speaking without a hint of panic.
"Indeed, it's uncertain if this person can be beaten to death, but his mouth sure stinks. I just thought you were being too heavy-handed, but now it seems it was too light—otherwise, he wouldn't dare to spout nonsense here."
At that moment, Xiao Yihe was sprawled on the ground like a lump of rotten meat. If it weren't for the heaving of his chest, passersby might think Xiao Yihe was already a corpse.
"An Xuan, I took you out of the ravine, and this is how you repay me? As expected, just like An Lan, you and your sister never know gratitude. If I had known, had known... cough, cough."
"If you had known, you wouldn't have taken me out and let me fend for myself in the countryside, right? Then I really should be thankful to you. That kick just now was a token of my gratitude—not less than you deserve."