Hearing Fu Zhou's words, Chu Weixu glanred at the man as if his eyes showed the words "who cares" before he left without responding.
Seeing that eye, Fu Zhou immediately understood that he shouldn't bring up the man's matter, so he let Chu Weixu go.
While the others also refused to ask anything. They knew that Chu Weixu would be very dangerous if he showed that deadly glare, so they chose to remain quiet.
On the other side, Ai Zhiyi walked slowly. He rubbed the dew-covered screen of his cell phone from the humid air, then glanced at the clock on the screen—it was already 11 p.m. After holding back his sadness for so long, he finally burst into tears. He was just trying not to fall to the ground.
