The group B hostess quickly picked up her child and said angrily, "How could you do this? It's one thing to talk, but don't get physical. And even with words, you can't be like this; it's too bullying."
Tears were almost welling up in her eyes.
Her child, terrified, didn't dare to speak and clung tightly to his mother's arm, trembling all over.
An unusual pallor crossed the child's face.
The burly brat chuckled coldly, "So what if it's bullying? It's better to bully now than later. You and your child better not get on stage, otherwise—"
"My dad won't even need to lift a finger; just me alone could break your arms and legs."
He suddenly lifted his foot and stomped down hard.
Bang!
The stage trembled slightly!
This youngster's strength was not small, indicating his father must have trained him, but his character seemed to have been poorly taught.