Isabel almost had her heart jump out of her chest. Looking at the man's expression in front of her, it was as if he was about to grab Monkey Junior and throw him out the window at any moment.
Monkey Junior raised his little head, displaying a heroic stance: A soldier can be killed but not humiliated!
In this state, he somewhat resembled the image of that woman from the past. The man's eyes suddenly deepened, and with a sudden lift of his mouth, he said, "How do you know me? It seems neither your dad nor your mom has forgotten me. They've been keeping me in mind, which is why you know of me. Do you think they can shake me off?"
Monkey Junior hadn't anticipated the man would suddenly turn defensive into offensive, hitting his weak spot instantly. His little face clouded over in anger as his small stubborn mouth squeezed out, "No way—"
