Feng Lijian and his crew of posers had no idea how they even managed to leave.
The whole group was in a daze, shuffling away at a snail's pace. They walked stiffly, stumbling through the snow with one deep step after another.
After who knows how long, one of the underlings suddenly spoke, his voice trembling, "Our… our sister-in-law… she's… she's actually pretty good to us, right?"
"Huh?" Feng Lijian, lost in his own thoughts, replied absentmindedly.
The underling swallowed hard and said weakly, "Yesterday, we stormed right up to Chen's door, acting all rude, but our sister-in-law… she actually managed to hold back from attacking us? Sh-she must have done it for… for the boss's sake!"
"Oh, right." Another one nodded repeatedly, a woeful look on his face. "With our sister-in-law's power level, if a f-fight had broken out yesterday, she definitely would've beaten us to death, right?"
