Mistaking a horror game for a romance novel, he unexpectedly became a legend.

Jiang Tong dared not resist. Based on her experience, if she stood still, Zhao Meijuan would just hit her a few times to vent her anger and that would be the end of it.

The more they struggled, the harder Zhao Meijuan would beat them.

One unspoken rule among the orphans in the orphanage is that when Director Zhao Meijuan gets angry and hits someone, as long as it doesn't involve their life, no one should help; they should just keep their heads down and do their own thing.

The viewers in the live stream were furious when they saw this.

[This Jiang Tong is so pitiful. Lin Jing killed her mother, put her in an orphanage, and forced the father and daughter to see each other every day, but neither of them recognized the other. What's most infuriating is that they occupied Jiang Tong's place, beat and scolded her in every way, acted arrogantly, and even wanted her heart to give to their own daughter.]

[I'm so angry! Zhao Meijuan and Lin Jing are truly mother and daughter; they're both wicked to the core. Who can teach them a lesson?]

I suspect those players won't be too helpful to Jiang Tong; obviously, offending Zhao Meijuan is far more dangerous, and they won't risk their own safety for Jiang Tong.

[Ahhh, what a pity for my little brother Song Yi, he's only six years old inside! This body is restricting him so much.]

[Song Yi's situation is truly tragic. With the body of a six-year-old, let alone standing up for Jiang Tong, it's a miracle he even survived.]

In the backyard, Song Yi looked at the three people who had been beaten and shook his head.

What's going on with these two players? They're both boys, and although they're 13 and 14 years old respectively, both minors, they're already as tall as Zhao Meijuan, unlike me, who only reaches her waist.

He thought that having Zhao Xin and Yang Lele together would be effective, but in the end, all three of them got beaten up.

If Song Yi's inner thoughts were heard, these players would definitely roll their eyes.

Brother, do they not want to resist? No, they're afraid to.

This Zhao Meijuan can turn into a man-eating demon at night. If they resist and offend people, how will they survive?

Looking at the players who were being beaten up and jumping around, and Jiang Tong who was feeling wronged and enduring it, Song Yi sighed.

I have to do it myself.

So he calmly walked to Zhao Meijuan's side, carrying a small stool from the lawn in his left hand and a washboard in his right.

Strong people never complain about their environment; if they are short, they will climb higher.

Song Yi stood on a small stool. Before anyone else could react, he even politely patted Zhao Meijuan on the shoulder, indicating that he was interrupting her.

Zhao Meijuan was very unhappy about being interrupted, and she grumbled, wanting to teach Song Yi a lesson as well.

However, the next moment, someone exclaimed "Holy crap!" and then fell silent.

Zhao Meijuan's head was tilted to the side, and her neck seemed to have been strained.

Just now, Song Yi hit Zhao Meijuan's nose hard with a washboard, making her head buzz.

Zhao Xin and Yang Lele were dumbfounded. He... he just got the hang of it like that?

This kid must be crazy!

Doesn't he know that Zhao Meijuan is the one who turns into a ghost at night? If you offend Zhao Meijuan, she'll be the first one to eat you that night.

Zhao Meijuan never expected that the boy who was usually most afraid of her would actually retaliate against her.

Coming to her senses, Zhao Meijuan trembled with anger, and she grabbed a rattan cane to whip Song Yi.

As a result, as soon as I turned around, I was greeted by a basin of athlete's foot water.

The water was grayish-black, and it contained more than a dozen pairs of socks with a pungent smell, mixed with various athlete's foot fungi.

Zhao Meijuan's brain went blank for two seconds again, and this time, a strong sour smell emanated from her.

Zhao Meijuan was furious. She screamed wildly and looked at the mess on her body. She vowed to beat Song Yi until he was covered in blood.

Holding the rattan cane in her hand, she struck Song Yi with all her might, but Song Yi nimbly dodged it.

Using his height and build as an advantage, Song Yi dodged with ease.

Zhao Meijuan, panting heavily, fired four or five shots, but missed every time.

Song Yi said, "I advise you to take a bath now. Just by smelling this basin of stinky socks, you can tell that someone with athlete's foot wore them. Athlete's foot can spread to the mouth, causing oral ulcers, measles on the face, and if it spreads to other skin areas, it can cause a full-body rash, and then the skin will peel off layer by layer."

Song Yi's description is vivid.

Meijuan paused, holding the rattan cane. She suddenly shivered. These socks were hers, and she knew she had athlete's foot.

After hearing what Song Yi said, she felt unbearably itchy all over.

She didn't want to get infected; it was too disgusting.

Zhao Meijuan, clutching her wet clothes, said, "No one else needs to wash today. You'll wash all these things by yourself."

Zhao Meijuan couldn't wait to take a shower. Before leaving, she glared at Song Yi and said, "I'll deal with you after I'm done cleaning up."

After Zhao Meijuan left, Jiang Tong looked worried.

"You were too impulsive, although~"

Jiang Tong thought that Song Yi's behavior just now seemed very satisfying, but the thought of Zhao Meijuan beating Song Yi after changing her clothes made Jiang Tong nervous.

"What should we do now?"

Song Yi sneered and walked outside. Beat me up? What a pipe dream.

I'm not going to put up with this nonsense. I have 80 million, why would I wait here to get beaten up? Isn't that masochistic?