After leaving the small courtyard, it wasn't long before Xiao Feng saw the man walking out like a walking corpse.
To be honest, at this moment, he didn't feel any sense of schadenfreude.
Although the man was Bai Huanyu's man, and even though something happened, in theory, he should be happy.
But Xiao Feng truly didn't feel any joy, as if he intended to see the man embarrass himself, but ended up witnessing his funeral.
Moreover, he didn't think the man was very cowardly, or any less of a man.
A commoner's rage can spill blood for seven feet.
White blade in, red blade out, it's certainly a swift act of vengeance.
Yet often, for adults who have established families and careers, living is easy, dying is hard.
Just like the man at this moment, he did wield a knife, but in the end, when Bai Tieniu threatened him using his daughter, he still "chickened out."
"Old Cui." The man saw Xiao Feng approaching with a flashlight from the opposite direction and greeted him with difficulty.
