Feng Ju deeply gazed at Feng Mu, suddenly remembering that his wife indeed mentioned to him a few days ago about their son being entangled with gang thugs.
But at that time, he didn't pay much attention.
Now, the memories all aligned.
"So that's it..."
The doubts in Feng Ju's heart gradually dissipated,
"I've been too suspicious. This unfilial son doesn't even know Zheng Hang. Zheng Hang appearing at the Eighth Academy has nothing to do with him. Everything... is just a coincidence."
Feng Ju's gaze turned to his obedient daughter beside him.
Feng Yuhuai was resting her chin on one hand, her eyes sparkling, completely absorbed like a child entranced by a story.
He initially wanted to confirm if his daughter had really never encountered [Mask] in the underground tunnels, but on second thought—this child is always well-behaved and sensible. How could she possibly be involved with dark and terrifying monsters?
