"What are you doing?" Zayne asked.

"She called you a horse... Sob, sob, sob. I want to beat her up. This is too insulting!" Joseph cried out.

Zayne was dumbfounded.

Angel was not afraid at all, or rather, she was looking forward to becoming a chivalrous rogue who could punish evil and promote good. Angel stuck out her chest and accepted Joseph's challenge. "Bring it on, then. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Joseph was nearly a year older than Angel and was slightly taller than her. He was also stronger than her and had arms that were bigger than hers. He swung his arms and approached Angel. Although Angel was petite and delicate, she was extremely bold as she held him by the waist and kicked him hard.

Zayne crossed his arms and watched the exciting battle unfold while grinning from ear to ear.

Occasionally, he would cheer for Joseph as well," C'mon, Joseph! You're a man. You can't lose."

Angel's adorable braids had come loose after being yanked by Joseph, and her arms were cut by Joseph's nails too. However, she did not cry. Instead, she grew

even more courageous.

She was even cheering for Joseph. "Don't cry! You'll be a clown if you cry."

Joseph said, "I won't cry."

Angel stomped on Joseph's foot hard, making him wail in pain.

Angel looked at the windows upstairs anxiously and reached out to cover Joseph's mouth. "You said you wouldn't cry. You didn't keep your promise. Your nose will grow longer." Hearing that his nose was going to grow longer, Joseph wailed louder. Zayne picked Joseph up and said helplessly, "You brat. Why are you crying when Little Sister isn't even crying?" Angel said, "He's a coward."

Zayne,

Zayne gulped and coaxed Angel, saying, "My little ancestor, you can't tell everybody that. It's a bad word."

Angel covered her mouth in horror, a flash of confusion appearing on her dark glazed pupils.

"That's what Great-Grandpa Yorks said. We shouldn't retreat when we fight or we will become cowards."

Zayne said, "Why do you listen to Great-grandpa Yorks so much? He was born a bandit and isn't civilized at all. You should learn from your Mommy to be gentle, affectionate, lovely, and kind. Girls need to be demure, okay? Demure! Has your demure side been tossed out the window?"

Angel looked at her uncle in confusion. "But my sisters told me that men and women are equal. The things that men can do, we girls can do too."

Zayne smacked the back of his head and pointed at Angel, saying, "Oh no. It's all over. You've fallen into the thieves' lair. Your life is ruined."

Angeline harrumphed, unwilling to submit. "Hmph!" She then continued to walk out with her hands behind her back.

Baby Robbie and Jens were worried that Daddy could not manage to convince Mommy, hence they rushed over as well to convince Mommy together. Though when they arrived at Chateau de Selene's entrance, they saw their sister walking out with indignation with her tiny hands behind her back.

"What's wrong with my Angel?!" Baby Robbie rushed up to embrace his sister and spun several times.

When he placed Angel on the ground, she lifted her desolated-looking face. Her hair was a mess and there were several scratch marks on her face.

"You fought with someone again?" Jens asked.

"Mm. I fought with Joseph." Angel nodded, sounding extremely proud.

Baby Robbie held his sister's face and said with heartache, "That brat did this to you?"

Angel replied, "He was beaten into a much worse state. He even cried."

Jenson said gloomily, "That kid will cry regardless of whether he was beaten up hard or not. As for you, whether it hurts or not, you'll never cry." Angel said, "I'm a big man. I don't cry."

Baby Robbie and Jens exchanged glances with each other.

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