"You're not planning on taking revenge on society and killing me, are you?"
Feng Lin glanced at the young man.
"You're overthinking it. We have no grudges; I only want to kill that woman."
Cui Jian rubbed his face vigorously.
"What did you do to get sent in?"
Feng Lin inquired.
"I was only twenty years old at the time, still a college student. What could I have done?"
Cui Jian shook his head gently, "I was just full of passion, went to prison for that woman."
"Fool."
Feng Lin laughed and shook his head.
"No helping it, I was too mindless back then. She said she'd wait for me on the outside, and I was deeply moved."
Cui Jian gave a wry smile, stood up, and said, "I'm leaving. I need to buy a lighter."
Feng Lin also flagged down a taxi, ready to stay at another hotel.
Staying in a hotel owned by the alliance always made him feel uncomfortable.
Concealing his presence completely, Feng Lin arrived at a small inn a few streets away.
