From a certain angle, Zhao Fengyun's questioning could not be considered wrong.

Setting aside the father-son relationship, Zhao Huipeng, as someone who enjoyed Zhao Fengyun's wrongdoing, couldn't reasonably or legally put all the blame on his son.

It's a pity that Zhao Huipeng clearly had no mind to reflect on his own issues now, his heart already shrouded in an emotion called despair.

...

On the other hand, the little girl and Lu Yao were leaning against a wall, hiding in a dark alley without streetlights.

Behind them, more than twenty people were lined up, all tightly bound hand and foot, truly unable to run even if they wanted to.

And if one were observant, they would notice that the items used to bind the twenty people were actually shoelaces, tied end to end like a chain, somewhat resembling the prisoners exiled to the frontier in TV dramas.

Indeed, their shoes had been removed, and they were bound this way by each other. The clean-loving little girl and Lu Yao certainly wouldn't want to do such a disgusting thing.

Of course, doing this inevitably filled about twenty meters of the middle of the alley with an indescribable pungent odor, somewhat like rotting ribbonfish mixed with a sour stench, the smell was simply eye-watering.

"You two don't find this smell unbearable?" A thug, on the verge of tears from the stench, couldn't help but ask as he looked at Lu Yao and the little girl leaning nonchalantly against the opposite wall.

"Smell?" The little girl was baffled, "Is there a smell? I can't smell anything anyway."

This was naturally thanks to Xiao Feng, who after using a scent-blocking drug in Huangshu Village, deemed it essential for outings, suggesting Sun Shijie make more and distribute a small bottle to each person to wear around their neck, to be sniffed when needed.

"Brother Yanhuang truly has foresight!"

Looking at the feet across the alley and the expressions of utter despair, Lu Yao couldn't help but marvel.

If it weren't for the scent-blocking drug, she thought she would likely have that same expression now.

"L-ladies, can we put our shoes back on?"

A shivering young man said tremulously, "On such a cold day, standing barefoot is like standing on ice. With your kind hearts, you surely wouldn't want to see us freeze to death, right?"

The little girl snorted and unceremoniously said, "People like you deserve to freeze to death. To tell you the truth, if it weren't for Xiao Feng brother asking me to watch you, I would've long whipped you to the hospital.

So, don't try to negotiate with me.

And, when you said we were beautiful, can I interpret that as you flirting with us?"

"No, no, that's not what I meant!"

The security guard who asked to wear shoes shook his head in fear.

The other thugs were also on the verge of crying. They all say women, married or single, like being called beautiful, but these two gorgeous ladies were obviously an exception.

It was clearly flattery, but it was misunderstood as flirting in no time.

At this moment, footsteps came from the alley's entrance; by the streetlight, one could see an outline, probably of a man, and it seemed he was a drunken man.

He staggered with every step, making one worry when he might fall to the ground.

The thugs in the alley kept silent, not daring to breathe heavily, as if someone had suffered dire consequences for speaking before.

And indeed, the last thug who tried to call out for help from passersby was still trembling and tearful.

His coat had been stripped off, leaving him in a thin sweater, almost as if he were streaking, especially with the occasional breeze in the alley, the chill penetrating to the bone!

Most importantly, his mouth was stuffed with a big wad of socks, apparently three pairs, obviously not just his own.

With this cautionary tale, no one dared to be stubborn anymore.

But there were still some with twisted minds, glancing at Lu Yao and the little girl's stunning looks, then at their shoes, silently wondering if socks from beauties of this level might taste like strawberries?

What if they took them off and stuffed them into their mouths...

At this moment, the drunkard stumbled in, cursing, "What the hell is that smell, did the stinky tofu vendor leave their stand?"

While cursing, he shivered all over, realizing the twenty-odd people plastered beside the wall.

The sight spooked the drunkard, his drunkenness fading rapidly, as he screamed, "Ghosts, ghosts!"

He screamed while tumbling out of the alley.

"Ugh!" The little girl scoffed, "So cowardly."

Everyone who heard this was speechless, who wouldn't be scared if, while walking at night, they suddenly saw over twenty people standing by the roadside, dead silent?

"Sister Lu Yao, how many is that?" the little girl asked.

Lu Yao thought for a moment and replied, "The sixth one, I think. It's fortunate there aren't many people passing by here, or someone would have called the police by now."

The little girl nodded in agreement, glancing at the time on her phone. She had been in the alley for half an hour, and the scent-blocking medicine only lasted about that long.

After a while, the little girl let out a "yuck," pinching her nose and distastefully pointed at the twenty-odd people, "Don't you wash your feet daily? How can it smell this bad?"

The twenty-plus people looked at each other, all feeling like crying without tears. Weren't you unable to smell it?

Hastily, they opened the porcelain bottles hanging around their necks, unscrewed the caps, and just when they were about to sniff, Xiao Feng's call finally came through.

"Let them go."

The little girl nodded obediently, "Okay, Brother Xiao Feng."

Saying that, she took Lu Yao's hand and dashed out of the alley.

The more than twenty people were dumbfounded; don't you want to untie us first before you leave?

It turned out that Xiao Feng's decision not to make a fuss about forgetting this detail and calling late was very wise.

Otherwise, had he told the little girl it was due to carelessness, causing her to endure the cold wind for over half an hour, there surely would have been a commotion.

As for these more than twenty thugs, they would probably never forget this night's experience.

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