Master Zhan, your daughter has gone out to catch ghosts again.

After the acupuncture session, Zhan Chiyan felt full of boundless energy and couldn't wait to run to the arena and have a good fight.

But now that she's at home, it's impossible for her to suddenly rush off to Kukkiwon.

Finally, unable to resist the urge, Zhan Chiyan punched the triplets a few times to satisfy his urge.

As a result, Zhan Jingxi was beaten to tears, and while crying, he was still eating popcorn that was half the size of his body.

While tidying up the acupuncture set, Yoyo saw Zhan Chiyan's phone on the bed.

Uncle Ba seems to be looking at taekwondo uniforms; he definitely wants to buy one.

"Uncle Ba, if you rest for a while, you'll recover faster," YoYo said.

When it came to recovering faster, Zhan didn't dare to delay for even a second. He jumped into bed and fell asleep instantly.

While Zhan was resting, Yoyo prepared to go out to buy a martial arts uniform for her Uncle Ba, as a little surprise for him.

Uncle Ba stayed in his room for so long looking at the martial arts uniform but didn't buy it. It must be because he didn't have the money and couldn't afford it.

So, she went to buy a martial arts uniform for her eighth uncle.

Yoyo, I've packed my bag and am ready to head out.

"Hey, little brat, where are you going?" Zhan Jingwen leaned against the door, with Zhan Jingyang and Zhan Jingxi beside him.

"I'm going to buy a martial arts uniform for Uncle Ba, to give him a surprise."

The triplets all knew that Uncle Hachi used to have so many taekwondo uniforms that they almost filled a wardrobe. But ever since Uncle Hachi injured his hand and could no longer box, he threw away all of them, leaving not a single one.

They also knew how much Uncle Ba loved being a boxer; it was his dream, and how heartbroken he must have felt when he threw away those gistras.

Now, they also want to contribute to Uncle Ba's comeback, defeat Gao Shilu, and become the world champion.

Zhan Jingwen said, "Let's go. I'll go with you since you healed my eighth uncle's hand. Don't blame me if you lose it."

Zhan Jingwen walked ahead as he spoke.

"Okay, okay, but, big brother, can you drive a car?"

The little one ran over and caught up with the triplets, asking in a childish voice.

Because this trip had to be kept secret and no one could know, she wanted to give her eighth uncle a surprise, so she couldn't alert the family driver.

"Of course I can! I'm a great driver; I can drive super long trucks on cliffs without breaking a sweat!" Zhan Jingwen said proudly.

"Wow, big brother is so amazing! But won't you fall off the cliff while driving on the edge of the cliff?"

"Of course not! Others might, but my skills are top-notch, I definitely won't fall."

YoYo looked at Zhan Jingwen with an expression of adoration, like a little fangirl.

The four siblings arrived at the manor's underground garage.

Zhan Jingwen was dazzled by the endless array of luxury cars.

He had always dreamed of coming here to pick out a car and drive it around. He thought he would have to wait until he was eighteen, but he never expected to achieve his dream so soon.

Zhan Jingwen, after careful selection, finally chose a blue Lamborghini, and so, looking radiant, he took his younger siblings onto the highway.

Zhan Jingwen drove very steadily; he handled the steering wheel as if it were child's play.

He not only avoids oncoming vehicles precisely every time, but also performs impressive overtaking and drifting maneuvers; you can tell he's an experienced driver at a glance.

Zhan Jingyang couldn't help but exclaim in amazement, "Wow, bro, you're really good at driving!"

"Brother never lies!" Zhan Jingwen proudly touched his hair.

"But bro, when have you ever driven on a cliff? I didn't know that. Remember to call me next time," Zhan Jingyang asked again.

Zhan Jingwen glanced at Zhan Jingyang. This kid was asking a question he already knew the answer to. It was just in the game, wasn't it? He knew that all along.

"Second brother, eldest brother always calls you to play games, but you just don't want to," Zhan Jingxi said while munching on popcorn.

Zhan Jingyang was almost speechless with shock. A game? He thought he was in real life.

Wow, this guy's got some nerve! Driving in a game and then putting it into practice in real life.

Zhan Jingyang couldn't help but swallow hard, his hands secretly reaching for the handles on the roof of the car, then gripping them tightly, praying for divine protection.

"Second brother, what's wrong? Are you carsick? I have some carsickness medicine here, do you want some?"

Seeing that her second brother's expression wasn't good, Yoyo took out a gradient-colored pill from her small bag and handed it to Zhan Jingyang.

Zhan Jingyang looked at YoYo's innocent and adorable appearance and felt a little envious!

It's good to be young and ignorant; you don't know what unlicensed driving or child driving is, and you don't know what fear is!

He hated himself for knowing too much; he hated it.

"No...no need. Second Brother's problem is just a psychological one. He'll be fine once Big Brother stops the car," Zhan Jingyang said.

"Second brother, just bear with it a little longer, the 'funeral' will be here soon."

Yo-yo, the comforting battle is astonishing.

Zhan Jingxi sat in the passenger seat, eating all sorts of delicious food in a cute and innocent way, making it a veritable mukbang from the driver's seat.

Soon, they arrived at the mall. Zhan Jingwen's reverse parking was incredibly cool—clean, efficient, and precise.

When the driver of the car parked next to him saw a seven-year-old boy get out of the driver's seat of the Lamborghini, he was so shocked that his sunglasses fell to the ground.

Zhan Jingwen, disregarding the stares of others, led her younger siblings into the mall.

We arrived at a store that specializes in selling martial arts uniforms.

"Auntie, I want a Taoist robe that costs 100 yuan."

In YoYo's mind, one hundred yuan is the most money he has, and he wants to buy the most expensive and best martial arts uniform for his Uncle Ba.

Upon hearing the noise, the shop assistant, who was playing on her phone, impatiently looked away from it.

Upon seeing the four little brats, his eyes filled with disdain.

Four little brats? Here to buy taekwondo uniforms?

I'm afraid some parent made their child play the victim to get something for nothing.

Seriously, if you don't have money, don't come to the mall. It's a waste of your time to play on your phone. It's really bad luck.

And what's wrong with that child? How dare she call her "auntie"? She must have done it on purpose. At such a young age, she's so vicious. It's true that evil knows no age.

She's only just turned thirty! She should call herself "older sister," that would be polite!

"Idiot, you can't buy a taekwondo uniform for a hundred dollars." Zhan Jingwen tapped YoYo's little head in an annoyed tone.

This little sister can save people and catch ghosts, so why is she so clumsy and stupid?

"You are the stupid one."

The little guy wasn't going to take a loss either; he used 20% of his strength and punched Zhan Jingwen in the arm.

"You dare hit me?"

Zhan Jingwen was unconvinced and wanted to fight back.

"Ha!" Yoyo made a fighting pose, showing no fear whatsoever.

When the shop assistant saw the two little brats about to fight, he looked on with amusement and said, "Let them fight! Let them fight!"

Let everyone see how rude you are.

Yoyo suddenly sensed something and looked at the shop assistant with her big, bright eyes. "Auntie, you're going to be in big trouble!"

"what!"

"Clang~"

The shop assistant screamed and the sound of a clock falling from above rang out at the same time.

Before the shop assistant could even hear what Yoyo said, a clock suddenly fell from above and hit him on the head, knocking him unconscious on the spot.