"Did Father Bully Mother?"

Xi Ling stood there in front of the old physician with both of his hands on his waist as he looked at the old man in front of his eyes with narrowed eyes.

The funny thing was that the old physician didn't let it go thinking that Xi Ling was just a child. Instead, he imitated Xi Ling's expressions and actions to intimidate him.

"It was me."

He said proudly.

Xi Ling's mouth parted in shock hearing the old physician's bold words. 

He suddenly walked forward with both of his hands still on his waist and stood closer to the old physician.

His head reached the old physician's knee.

The old physician was looking at the young child with confusion until he saw Xi Ling suddenly raising his foot.

He understood what the young child was trying to do.

"Evil Child…"

A shout escaped from his lips and he hurriedly avoided Xi Ling's small foot that was covered by equally small embroidered shoes.