Under the gaze of the crowd, Xiao Feng fished out that bottle of spray from his pocket, and the smile on his face gradually started to turn peculiar.
In Zhao Guo'an's words, it was as if the smile gradually became unscrupulous...
At the foot of the mountain, all those hidden in the shadows sense a hint of insidiousness and playfulness from the corner of Xiao Feng's mouth.
The instant they saw this smile, everyone felt as though destiny was slipping out of control, that everything was veering towards an unknown future. This feeling was unsettling, leaving them increasingly uncertain.
In a certain way, this feeling wasn't wrong, because if you fall for it, you truly lose control, not of destiny, but of the lower-mid section of your body.
"Xiao Feng is truly ruthless; only he could come up with such a plan!" said Zhao Guo'an, lying at the cave entrance, peering down with binoculars in a tone of admiration.
