However, Wu Xia's warning came too late. Morris suddenly strode over and stomped on the child's head, pressing it into the mud. The sound of the child's pained whimpers could be heard from within the soil. Wu Xia, standing to the side, nearly fainted.Morris sneered. "What good are you? You can't even break a flower stem!"Wu Xia was horrified, realizing that something must have gone wrong with Wen Jing. She hadn't met Morris's set goal, which was why he was taking out his anger on her son. In a moment of desperation, seeing her son gasping for breath in the mud, she spoke up, "Sir, sir! There is still a way to salvage this!"Morris slowly turned to look at her, slightly easing the pressure of his foot. The child, now lying prone in the mud, managed to get a small breath of air. Morris curled his lips, staring at her coldly. "I knew you would be the one to help me solve my problems."Seeing that her son could breathe, Wu Xia quickly said, "Sir, did Wen Jing fail because she was m
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