Liu Zhenhan sat inside the water box, deciding to find Ferguson Xu.
The incident had been so sudden that he had almost thought of all the tricks Ferguson Xu could pull out. However, he hadn't expected that this noble-looking man would resort to this particular move.
Liu Zhenhan felt a great urge to punch him hard until he was thoroughly beaten up.
But he couldn't bring himself to do it.
The guilt filling him made Liu Zhenhan feel a bit of hidden joy, despite the panic.
He was self-aware, knew his own limits, and forming a deep bond with the little fox during his hardship was already pushing his imagination to the limit. But Liu Zhenhan never dreamt that such absurdity would actually happen to him.
Liu Zhenhan felt like his mind was a messy lump of glue, and he couldn't think clearly anymore.
However, one thing was clear: he truly began to abhor Ferguson Xu.
Pulling on his clothes, Liu Zhenhan opened the door and stepped out, then retreated inside again.
