"Who are you!" Another man rushed over to support the screaming man. His palm was torn, and blood was gushing out. This hand was probably ruined.
Jiang Yichun snorted coldly and walked out unhurriedly.
"To harm a child so viciously, it's already lenient of me not to kill you."
"A Zhongyuan person?" The few exchanged glances, recognizing Jiang Yichun's prowess, evidently feeling some trepidation.
Jiang Yichun's form flickered, and he was already in front of the crying child, with a wave of his sleeve he sent the man beside flying, shielding the child behind him.
"Uncle, please save my mom." The child pleaded while crying.
Meanwhile, Bai Ruozhu had already appeared beside the woman, kicking away the scoundrel pressing down on her, and then tore off another man's outer garment, draping it over her.
