"Tsk, are you dense? Didn't you listen? He's your unofficial father!" Lei Feng snaps back, irritation flaring. Without warning, he spins on his heel and delivers a brutal kick directly to Wu Tianhao's face.
Boom!
'What in the world is happening!?' Wu Tianhao screams internally, his mind a whirlwind of shock that momentarily dulls the physical pain of the assault.
Lei Feng, turning back to Zhang Wei with a twisted sense of amusement, lets out a dark, foreboding laugh. Brandishing his knife with a threatening grace, he declares, "Brother, you've proved quite an entertainer. For that alone, I'll spare your legs!" His voice drips with a chilling promise, a sinister blend of mockery and menace.
Huo Gang, witnessing the bizarre exchange, stands utterly dumbfounded. "What the—Boss, were you just pretending to be dumb?"
