The crowd was taken aback and turned their heads to see Xu Huaiyang holding a foot with both hands, struggling to hop around on one leg, creating a rather ridiculous scene.
Not far away, two young boys around eight or nine years old stood, both looking very sturdy, dressed in expensive brocade clothes. One boy had a golden headband with a giant golden bird motif across his forehead, and another wore a long-life lock necklace. Despite their young age, they held their chins high with a contemptuous look towards Xu Huaiyang.
The boy with the golden headband spoke, "It was me who stepped on you, what of it? Do you want to get back at me?"
The other boy with the long-life lock sneered, "Baojun, don't mind him. He's standing at the entrance of this clinic, clearly intending to go in. Anyone who would frequent a clinic run by a woman of such low standing can't be any good themselves! You stepping on him multiple times is justified!"
