Li Hui suddenly burst into rage, bellowing as he pushed forward with the knife. The blade slid across the palm of his hand, blood gushing out. Qiao Xia suddenly felt a sharp pain, as if she were experiencing it herself, as if the knife had forcefully sliced across her own palm.
Mu Liang kicked Li Hui away. Still holding the small knife in one hand, he let go of Qiao Xia, immediately lunged forward, and with his uninjured hand clenched into a fist, he pummeled Li Hui's face relentlessly, one punch after another. Each punch was heavier than anything else, swelling Li Hui's face with every strike. It seemed like each fist would shatter Li Hui's skull. Li Hui let out a miserable scream, turning to the side, violently spewing blood and two teeth...
Li Hui lay motionless on the ground, as if he had been beaten to death.
Qiao Xia was shocked, hurriedly pulling at Mu Liang, not daring to touch his hand, "Enough, stop hitting him, stop hitting him."
