"Xu Nian'an, no, Brother Xu, what are you, why are you chasing me? I was just taking a cold bath in the river," Gao Jianshe said with an ingratiating smile, the obsequiousness of his expression exceedingly servile.
Xu Nian'an didn't say a word. He grabbed Gao's foot and leaped out of the water. After getting onto the bank, he directly tore Gao Jianshe's shirt open to reveal a conspicuous wound on his right abdomen, which appeared to have only recently healed.
"Stop."
Seeing Xu Nian'an looking at his wound, Gao Jianshe stuttered an explanation, "I accidentally knocked it."
"Ah..."
No sooner had Gao Jianshe's words fallen than Xu Nian'an's fist had already come down, and Gao felt a pain in his abdomen so intense it seemed as if everything inside was about to be expelled.
Just then, Xu Nianji, who was hurrying over, twitched at the sight and quickly swam closer.
Xu Nian'an grabbed his collar and pushed him straight back into the water next to them.