"Get him! Today, I'm gonna grind this pretty boy into the dirt!" Huo Tianlin commanded.

At his order, his minions surged forward, surrounding Si Yang.

"So, pretty boy, ready to give up yet?" Huo Tianlin crowed, looking thoroughly pleased with himself. "Call me 'daddy' nice and loud, and I might just be merciful enough to spare your miserable life." His triumphant expression showed no shame in ganging up on someone.

"Damn! Little Third Huo, you think Brother Yang has no backup?" Si Yang's teammates flared up, angrily rolling up their sleeves. "My temper's about to blow! You dare insult my Brother Yang? You're asking for death!"

"Dog, stand down," Si Yang drawled, his voice lazy but his eyes filled with utter contempt.

"Brother Yang?"

"Go stand over there."

The young boy cracked his neck slightly, his dark eyes turning icy. "Alright, Little Third Huo, how would you like to die?"

Huo Tianlin instinctively took a step back. Realizing he'd been frightened by this pretty boy, he flushed with embarrassment. "What are you idiots waiting for? Get him!" he bellowed, turning red-faced.

"Oh, right!" The dim-witted minions finally snapped into action, lunging at Si Yang as one.

"Heh." Si Yang let out a cold laugh, a mocking smile playing on his lips. Is that all?

A bunch of elementary school kids trying to teach him a lesson? Ridiculously overconfident!

Si Yang reached out, effortlessly catching a punch thrown by one of them, and let out a disdainful "Tch."

"Is that the best you've got?"

Despite being outnumbered, not a single one could even touch Si Yang's clothes. Every time they got close, he deflected their clumsy attacks with ease.

This childish roughhousing was utterly beneath him!

Dealing with these reckless brats who only knew how to use brute force? Si Yang wasn't bragging – he could take on ten of them by himself.

So, Huo Tianlin was forced to watch as his minions were systematically thrashed by Si Yang alone.

Gulp!

Huo Tianlin swallowed hard, a powerful urge to flee suddenly washing over him.

Damn! Who knew this delicate-looking pretty boy could fight like this?!

"Boss... we can't beat him," a minion wailed, running back with his hand covering a bruised face, tears and snot streaming down. "That pretty boy's terrifying! Boss, let's just run!"

Huo Tianlin kicked him in frustration. "Useless idiot! What good are you?!""But he's really strong!" the minion whimpered defensively.

Meanwhile, Si Yang had reduced all the minions to a blubbering mess, huddled together begging for mercy.

"Little Third Huo, now it's your turn." Si Yang curled a finger at him, a scornful smirk on his lips.

"Step aside! Watch how I handle him!" Huo Tianlin's temper flared, impulsively rolling up his sleeves.

He refused to believe he couldn't beat this frail-looking pretty boy!

"Go, Boss! You can do it, Boss!" The minions huddled together in the background, shouting encouragement.

"Just you wait!" A confident grin spread across Huo Tianlin's face as he threw a wild punch at Si Yang.

Si Yang grabbed his wrist and executed a perfect over-the-shoulder throw, slamming Huo Tianlin hard onto the ground.

"Ow!" Huo Tianlin cried out in pain, his face scrunched up.

Si Yang planted a foot on his back, looking down at him like a victorious king, his gaze full of disdain. "Feels good?"