Mu Wanrou reached out to pull him back.
Yun Tianyou turned his head and grabbed her wrist before biting down on it.
He bit without any restraint. All the humiliation and anger he felt had morphed into his strength. He was ready to break her wrist with this bite of his!
She tried to fling her hand as she let out a loud shriek. She tried to break free from him frantically.
Alas, the boy refused to loosen his bite; his eyes turned redder as he bit down harder. His teeth cut through her skin and flesh, and he could taste blood. He had actually wounded her wrist from his bite!
She was a mess as her scream rose an octave; her entire body was almost jumping up from the bite.
Yun Shishi was angry and vexed. Seeing the soldiers moving toward them, she quickly rushed over and hugged her son's back.
The boy refused to let go, though.
"Youyou, be good. Don't bite anymore! Her hand is dirty; let go. Be good!"
He released his bite obediently when he heard his mother's words. He turned his face away fiercely and spat out a mouthful of blood before wiping away the stain from his lips with his fingers.
He had the strong urge to retch.
Thus, he took out a piece of wet cloth and wiped his lips clean from the blood viciously.
He looked over again, only to see blood flowing from Mu Wanrou's wrist!
She raised her hand to look at the wound. The bite was so deep that her skin and flesh had burst!
She cursed in anger uncontrollably, "This little thing has such sharp teeth! He has no good upbringing at all!"
With that, she commanded, "Come! Snatch this kid over to me!"
As soon as she spoke, the few elite soldiers behind her quickly went into action.
Three elite soldiers walked to the front of Yun Shishi. One of them subdued her single-handedly and another locked her son in a hug.
The boy was caged before he had the chance to struggle.
Earlier, Mu Sheng had repeatedly stressed not to hurt the child, so even though these men were more violent with his mother, they still treated him gently, despite the kid's ceaseless struggle in their hold. He kicked and pounded with his fists, but they were from army elites, so they had excellent physiques. No matter how much he tried to cause a disturbance, they still did not move an inch.
Yun Shishi was anxious. She struggled against them, wanting to grab her boy back, but Mu Wanrou was one step ahead. She marched over to her and pushed her fiercely to the ground, sweeping a slap across her face.
The soldiers had bound both her hands. She could not free herself from them; thus, she had to endure this slap from Mu Wanrou!
As Youyou witnessed this, he was terrified. He let out a yell furiously as tears began to roll down his cheeks. "Don't bully my mommy! Don't you dare bully my mommy or I will never let any of you off! I will never let you off!"
He struggled as if his life depended on it, but he was only a seven-year-old kid. How much strength could he possibly have?
He was not like Little Yichen, who had received special training. He was small and weak. No matter how much he struggled, it was nothing in the eyes of these elite soldiers!
Mu Wanrou threw him a sidelong glance before letting out a cold snort.
He was overestimating his capabilities!
Even now, he was still putting up a desperate fight despite his futile attempts!
She was filled with contemptuous pleasure. She clutched Yun Shishi's throat with intense force until the latter could feel herself suffocating. Blood rushed up to her head as her face flushed intensely!
She bit her lower lip hard.