"What... a breeze brushing the face..." Jin Buhuan suddenly realized the words he used in his mind and immediately felt delighted.
Was that his own witty phrase? Alas, now he was somewhat literate too.
Su Li watched, speechless, as the idiot before her, who was shrouded in a layer of black cloth, seemed to bask in inexplicable self-indulgence.
Especially given his strange gaze, which seemed to say, "Boss, so you were this kind of boss."
Su Li thought if she didn't say something soon, this idiot's mind might wander off to God knows where.
Clearing her throat, Su Li said, "Take the person to a safe place first. Tell him, if he doesn't want to be a victim, he should stay put there, and then come out after some time."
Jin Buhuan said, "So, it's not for your own enjoyment, Boss."
Su Li: "....."
The next day, early in the morning, the Martial Arts Arena outside was already bustling with intense activity.
