"Mr. Wood, the airport..."

"Change the flight time!"

Shawn crossed the sidewalk and walked straight to Joshua.

Fiona scratched his head. Mr. Wood was trying to meddle in this little boy's business?

Since when has Mr. Wood been so kind?

She quickly unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car.

The parents rushed over and separated the children.

Joshua stood alone, clenching his fists. The stick in his hand had been broken in two.

There were a few scratches on his face, and his clothes were messed up, but… Joshua's momentum was not lost!

He just stood there, his eyes unruly!

He did not pay attention to these people at all!

The parents cursed and said, "Oh, hell, you got hurt in the fight! What's going on!"

Of course, the group of boys wanted to push all their faults and responsibilities on Joshua.

"He did it first!"

"Yes, Joshua pushed me!"

"He beat us with a stick!"

"It's all Joshua's fault!"

Joshua did not bother explaining and just looked at them coldly.

"Joshua,