Zheng Geng felt as if a giant boulder had ruthlessly struck his heart, plummeting rapidly.
On his face, usually expressionless due to facial paralysis, the muscles twitched stiffly, barely able to mask the momentary, extremely unpleasant expression.
"What the hell is that fool doing? Wasn't the target Feng Mu? Why attack Li Shang?!!" he cursed inwardly.
Li Shang observed the changes in Zheng Geng's expression. Although the changes were so subtle they were almost invisible, he keenly caught the flash of shock and... anger? in the other's eyes.
This reaction momentarily left the detective's mind at a standstill.
"Strange... Upon hearing about my attack, he didn't seem gleefully satisfied. Instead, he seemed more angry?
Is he worried about my safety? How is that possible! Shouldn't he be hoping for my early demise?"
Seeing the suspicion in Li Shang's gaze deepening, Zheng Geng immediately realized that his momentary lapse may have been caught by the other.
