The Village Fool

“Hey, Dumb Tree, go kick that car twice. Here’s a yuan for you!” Huang Liang fished out a coin and placed it in Lü Shu’s hand. Lü Shu stared at him in disbelief, then shook his head. “If you want to kick it, go do it yourself. I’m busy.” At that, Huang Liang’s expression darkened. “It’s been a few days since I beat you up. Are you itching for another one?” Before Huang Liang could finish, Lü Shu turned and kicked him. Huang Liang fell to the ground, screaming, “Ow… Dumb Tree, you…” Thud, thud! Lü Shu stepped forward and kicked him several more times, then spat contemptuously. “You’re the dumb one!”