"Sir, you..."
Ye Xiaofei stared at the scar-covered injury on the driver's face and couldn't help but take in a sharp breath of cold air. The severity of the injury was simply too grave, truly horrifying.
"Zhang Taishan did this."
The driver wore a bitter smile, speaking in a disjointed manner and showing signs of fear. His voice was very quiet and trembling.
"What?"
Ye Xiaofei looked at the driver incredulously. Beaten by Zhang Taishan? He looked at the driver and asked again, "Then why did he hit you?"
"I have no idea why."
The driver shook his head; the scars on his face were a horrific sight. He said in a low voice, "That day I had just received a notification from Big Brother Liu Han to pick up someone called Zhang Taishan from Sweet Honey Cake House, so I went."
