Watching the dejected and spineless display of Nan Dashu, Third Uncle’s fury reached a breaking point. He erupted, launching into a tirade against him.
"Damn it all! Look at that pathetic look on your face! Where did that vigor go when you were beating your own flesh and blood? Every damn day, you only know how to bully your kids—why didn't you ever stand up to Li Guihua like that? For god’s sake, these are your own children, they share your blood! You don't protect them, but you protect that bitch and those two bastards belonging to someone else? Are you blind, or is your heart blind!? How did our Nan family ever produce a piece of trash like you? Look at that little brat and look at Xingxing—they are the same age, but look at them! Nan Dashu, oh Nan Dashu, you…" Third Uncle’s finger, pointing at Nan Dashu, was trembling; he was truly incensed. "And your own little girl, she’s been starved down to a skeleton—how in the hell can you not see that!"
The more Third Uncle spoke, the angrier he became, and he slammed a slap across Nan Dashu’s face. Third Uncle really hated him, and he put his full weight into that strike, sending Nan Dashu stumbling back several paces. With his injured leg, Nan Dashu struggled to stand, and now, reeling from the blow, he couldn't even tell if his face hurt more than his leg—it all just hurt.
Chapter 99