He's injured himself, yet still off to build a wall for others—what's that if not pure madness?
"Mom, we don't need to be afraid of her..."
Rong Yan snorted coldly. She didn't do anything else but clasp her hands tightly together, the sound of her bones cracking was particularly terrifying and unsettling to hear.
Qin Fugui listened to this sound, and his hand seemed to hurt even more.
"Perhaps you don't know, but I actually prefer going to the Police Station. After all, those who seek trouble and even destroy my wall, frightening my underage child, I really wonder how the police would sentence you."
Qin Yu: ...
I'm not a child!
Qin Fugui/Qin Futian: ...
Do you bloody "meow" own the Police Station? Always 'Police Station, Police Station.'
Old Lady Wang had endured this woman's eerie ways for two whole days, and now, with her head still reeling from a collision, she felt particularly awful.
She really didn't want to stay here a moment longer.
