"H—how dare you hit my son?!" Autumn glared at Abigail. He couldn't believe that a commoner had the guts to slap his son in public.

"If he can hit my dad, why can't I do the same to him?" Abigail kicked Torben hard, sending him flying a good ten feet away. The sight made Autumn's blood boil. He seethed. "Y—you … You brat!"

Hearing Autumn's shouts, a couple of martial arts experts from the Hill Family came forward.

"Why? Is that all it takes to piss you off?" Dustin snickered. "Torben's actions were way worse than what she did to him. She's only making him pay a fraction of it."

"Leave, all of you!" Spring spun around and cast a frightening glare that shut everyone up.

"Kid, keep going. You have nothing to worry about." Dustin nudged her calmly.

"Sure!" Abigail readily agreed to it. She immediately started kicking and punching the crippled Torben. She had been stewing for a while after seeing her father brutally tortured and naturally would not miss the opportunity for revenge. S