"Brother Ba, to be honest, I'm a bit excited and also a bit nervous right now."
Fujuyuan Hotel, in a private room on the second floor.
Pei Dengke spoke as he poured tea for Xiao Feng, his hand unsteadily shaking the teapot, making the lid rattle with a series of "pa-pa-pa-pa" sounds.
Xiao Feng couldn't help but find it amusing; perhaps this is what's called an "excited heart with trembling hands"?
But, speaking of excitement.
In his eagerness to meet Wang Tingwei, he believed he was hardly any less excited than Pei Dengke, perhaps even more so.
Of course, although both were eager to meet Wang Tingwei, their subsequent motives were definitely different.
Pei Dengke was naturally eager to talk about love, while Xiao Feng was eager for revenge!
As for how to console Pei Dengke, Xiao Feng had considered this issue and could summarize it in four words: No big problem.
After all, his intention was to capture Wang Tingwei, not to kill her.
