That stupid bastard dodged his swings with ease. His shades slipped down his nose, revealing his wide-open eyes.
"You bloody bastard! Stand still!!!" Zou Wei shouted, swinging the cane around. "For what you did to my son you have to get a beating!! How dare you!! You nasty vermin!!!"
That bastard glanced at him, still in shock. "Sir, I have done nothing to your son!!!"
His shoulders started to ache a lot. "Liar! How dare you lie to me! If you didn't do something, why did my darling son..... sob so much that day.. why...." his eyes started to fill up with tears.. "Why did you have to do that? My precious child is so innocent why.... you monster..." he continued swinging at him.
Fan Xui caught the cane and peered at him right in his eyes. "What happened, sir? What happened to Yue?"
"You have to the audacity to ask! After what you did, my poor child was devastated.... he.... he even tried to kill himself...." he sobbed loudly, pulling at the cane.
Fan Xui was even more alarmed. 'Zou Yue tried to kill himself!! Why... what happened? Who hurt him!!' He helped the sobbing man sit down and gently massaged his back. "Sir, please explain to me clearly."
Zou Wei glanced back with a deadly glare.
"You can beat me all you want after that. So please at least let me know my fault. If..... if I did hurt Yue, I will definitely take any punishment you put me through."
He finally calmed down, or at least he seemed to be. His stiff shoulders slouched as he sobbed into his hand. "My child.... was sexually abused. He locked himself up in his room, sobbing and crying. He lost his will to live!"
"What!!!" Fan Xui stumbled back with a look of shock. "Yue... someone hurt him.... that fucking bastard!! I will fucking kill him," with trembling hands, he picked up his phone from his jacket pocket. "Siri contact Hans now!!"
"Yes mister Fan,"
The phone rang and Hans picked up instantly. "How is it going? You compliment their interior? Did you smile?"
"Enough. I want you to search what happened to Zou Yue on... sir, what date was it..." he muted the phone and placed it on the table. He held his shoulders reassuringly. "Please sir, let me help Yue get justice. I will...."
"How can you act like so innocent! How... after what you did to my son... how...." Zou Wei glanced up with tears rolling down his cheeks.
"w—what? Sir.. I—I have never hurt him. Ever."
Zou Wei stood up. "you! you beast!! You fucking beast!!!" he swung his cane.
It hit him right on his shoulders.
Fan Xui took the pain and let the old man hit him. "I never hurt him. I swear on my honour. Please believe me....."
"He said your name..." Zou Wei stopped dropping the cane loudly to the ground.
Fan Xui looked that him intently. "I have never hurt him and I will never hurt him. Not now, not even in the future... he.... he is too precious...."
"Then why.. why did he say your name?" Zou Wei sat back down, holding his head.
"I don't know, sir. It's better to ask him yourself. No, wait don't...it might trigger him even more."
But Zou Wei did not listen to him. He took out his phone and swiftly called up his son.
After just two rings, a cheery voice answered.
"Daddy~ Japan is awesome!! I never knew sword art was so amazing. You know I can slice a leaf when it's falling. It's just great!!!"
Listening to his happy voice, his eyes teared up even more. "Son...."
"yes daddy... did you have your lunch? I heard from mum that you have a cold. You kicked off your sheets again, didn't you? I knew it. You always do that. I think we should buy you a weighted blanket. That would work right," he mumbled on and on filling up the silence his father created.
"Baby..."
"Dad... what's wrong...is your back or head aching..."
Zou Wei placed the phone down. By accident, his finger tapped on the speaker button.
"Dad, please don't worry about me. I am doing just fine. I eat and sleep and train. I even got a few muscles growing on my flabby body. I will send you pictures later..."
Fan Xui listened to this and his heart thudded loudly. 'My poor Yue, he is trying so hard to cope with what happened...' without his awareness he picked up the phone.
"Fan Xui," Zou Wei warned him.
"Fan Xui? Dad, how do you know him..." Yue whispered from the other side. "Oh, my god did you see my search history!! I can explain okay!!!"
Zou Wei frowned deeply. "Explain what?" he really wanted to ask what it was about, but his voice came out harsher than he had expected.
"I'm sorry~~ I'm sorry for being a bad son. You taught me to be a good citizen but I... I admit my mistake!! I stalked Fan Xui!!!"
Fan Xui dropped the phone and the call cut on its own. "w—what?"
"what did my son say?!"