The Bottom Line

Ye Shuang received Tang Keke’s message in the parking lot and immediately drove out. When he saw the middle-aged woman rolling on the ground, he frowned slightly.

"Brother!" Tang Keke and the others visibly relaxed upon seeing Ye Shuang, as if they had found their pillar of support. Meanwhile, the young woman beside the middle-aged woman immediately pointed her camera at him.

"Look at this! They beat someone up and now they’re calling reinforcements to threaten us!"

Ye Shuang merely gave them a cold glance, not even bothering to argue. Instead, he walked over to Tang Keke and Bai Yuyou. There was a red mark on Bai Yuyou’s arm, while Tang Keke had a clear handprint on hers.

"Does it hurt?" Ye Shuang asked.

Bai Yuyou shook her head and pointed at Tang Keke. "Keke… got hit."

Tang Keke didn’t want to cause trouble for Ye Shuang, so despite the burning pain in her arm, she scratched her head and said, "Brother, I’m fine."

"Good girls." Ye Shuang patted both girls’ shoulders.

He took a deep breath to steady himself. He knew the world was full of all kinds of people, but he never imagined the mother of a murderer would have the audacity to show up and demand compensation from the victims.

By now, many students had recognized Ye Shuang, especially the girls. Seeing their beloved school doctor in trouble, they quickly gathered around to ask what was happening.

"Doctor Ye, what’s going on?"

"What happened?"

Ignoring the hysterical mother and daughter, Ye Shuang first addressed the onlookers. He knew reasoning with scum was pointless—what mattered was preventing rumors from hurting Bai Yuyou and the others.

"Everyone, these two are the family of the murderer from the amusement park incident a few days ago. They think victims shouldn’t fight back when attacked with a knife, and they’re blaming us for their family member going to prison. How ridiculous is that?"

The students gasped in disbelief. "What the hell? That’s insane!"

"Damn, this mother-daughter duo is next-level. Their family member committed murder, and they’re pinning it on bystanders? How twisted can you get?"

"Total scammers. They’ll blame anyone as long as it benefits them. I’ve got relatives like that—no logic, just greed."

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a circus. Who do they think they’re fooling with that act?"

"Look at that girl—she’s probably planning to spread lies."

Many pulled out their phones and started recording the woman rolling on the ground, treating her like some oversized spectacle.

"Stop filming! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The woman’s daughter stomped her feet and let out a piercing scream. "STOP FILMING!!!!!"

This only made the students record even more enthusiastically. Someone even joked, "You’re right, but the left-turn traffic light takes forever."

The crowd burst into laughter, the air filled with amusement.

Being treated like clowns by so many people finally made even the shameless woman’s face burn with humiliation. She hadn’t expected so many to side with Ye Shuang.

She scrambled to her feet and glared at him. "You’ll regret this! Just you wait!"

Her daughter snarled, "We’ve got ways to ruin you. Starting today, that girl won’t have a peaceful day at school. I know plenty of guys who’ll be waiting for her at the gates!"

With that, they turned to leave.

But those words crossed a line for Ye Shuang. His eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Trash breeds trash. A whole family of worthless scum," he said coldly, loud enough for them to hear. "Society’s dregs, raised without a shred of decency. Even if your family line doesn’t end here, it’ll end in prison."

His sharp words made the mother and daughter snap. They whirled around, faces twisted with rage.

"I’ll kill you!" They lunged at him, clawing at his collar and striking him.

Ye Shuang touched the torn fabric and the bloody scratches on his collarbone. Then he looked down at them and smiled.

It was a chilling smile.

The next second, he kicked the daughter to the ground and slapped the mother hard—three, four times, each strike full-force. The loud cracks echoed as the woman staggered, dizzy and ears ringing, before collapsing.

He then delivered a few more kicks to the daughter.

Ye Shuang held nothing back, though he avoided vital areas. The pair writhed on the ground, wailing, but no one pitied them.

Some even zoomed in for close-up shots.

"Wow… Brother is terrifying when he’s angry," Tang Keke murmured, stunned. She’d never seen this side of the usually gentle Ye Shuang.

Bai Yuyou, however, said softly, "Ye Shuang says… speak human to humans, speak devil to devils."

But seeing him hurt made her chest ache in a way being bullied never had. She’d rather suffer herself than see him injured.

I need to grow up faster… so Ye Shuang won’t get hurt.

She wanted to protect him too.

"He’s avenging you," An Shiyu remarked, suddenly appearing beside them, munching on a bag of chips. "If it were just him being threatened, he wouldn’t care. But when it’s you two, he’ll make sure they never dare try again."

"When did you get here?" Tang Keke blinked.

An Shiyu shrugged. "I’ve been here the whole time."

Soon, the police arrived.

"Huh? You again?" One officer recognized Ye Shuang and sighed.

Ye Shuang just smiled.

The mother and daughter immediately started shrieking.

"He assaulted us! Arrest him! Death penalty! DEATH PENALTY!"

"Officer, you have to help us!"

The police then gathered statements from the crowd.

After hearing the full story, the officers exchanged glances but didn’t comment. In their line of work, they’d seen too many lunatics and lowlifes—this was just another day on the job.

They gave Ye Shuang a sympathetic look, as if asking:

Why do you always run into these nutcases?