Half an hour later, Little Seven walked out with her hands behind her back and chin up in the air, as she was the winning cockerel. The only thing absent were the cackling cries.
Aunt Yi had long gone out to check Ximen Qi' situation. She saw him sprawled on the ground with a goofy smile on his face. She walked over and spoke, "Have you been beaten dumb?"
Ximen Qi glanced at her and grinned, "That little guy is really ruthless. This is the first time I was beaten when I felt comfortable."
"It seems you're happy to be beaten?" Aunt Yu kicked him up.
"Ouch, don't kick. It hurts." Ximen Qi exclaimed.
"Hmph, can you get up?" Aunt Yi kicked him again.
"Ouch, hey, don't kick me." Ximen Qi exclaimed again.
"You can still cry so eloquently. That means you can." Aunt Yi said. "Li'er, let's go in."
"Ouch ouch ouch, don't go. I can't get up." Ximen Qi shouted.
