"Gongsun Jinghong is too strong. Given the situation, I had no choice but to play along for now."
"Miss, surely you could see that?"
By this time, Gongsun Jinghong had already floated away, her figure seeming to merge into the bright, clear moon.
The moon was full tonight, and Gongsun Jinghong's departing figure possessed a breathtakingly full, moon-like curve of its own.
Zou Feng couldn't help but sneak a couple more glances.
When he turned around, he was not at all surprised to see Bian Yixia staring at him, her expression full of questions.
In fact, when Zou Feng joined the Black Flood Dragon Gang, his established persona was that of someone who enjoyed frequenting brothels. Even during his time as a slave, he had a verifiable record of it.
Later, he grew close to Wang Xingjian and the others, and would still visit the brothels from time to time.
Besides, how many people in gangs could stay clean in that regard?
