Feng Zhonglang was so angry by Yun Chujiu’s words that he almost vomited blood. However, he did not have the energy to bicker with Yun chujiu right now. It was because the feeling of the chilli flour entering his eyes was too sour and refreshing.
Moreover, his right foot was also stomped on by the boot and it was extremely painful.
Feng Chixi was still quite experienced. He quickly asked Feng Zhonglang’s lackeys to help him wash the chilli flour on his eyes and face with water.
However, because there were too many chilies, the lackeys had no choice but to pour water on Feng Zhonglang until he was drenched. His previous elegant demeanor immediately turned into a sorry state.
Feng Zhonglang looked at Yun Chujiu with bloodshot eyes. He had never been humiliated like this. Naturally, he hated Yun Chujiu to the core.
It was because he was too careless. Otherwise, this kind of low-level method would not be able to hurt him at all.
