Meng Tong and Liu Damei could only watch dumbfoundedly as Liu Limin gracefully departed, not realizing what had just happened until the figure at the door had disappeared.
"How could this happen?" Liu Damei muttered in a daze.
Meng Tong looked toward the door and then down at the filth he held in his hands, the garish and foul-smelling object sending off a pungent odor that was both sour and fishy. Just the thought of it was enough to make him feel sick.
"Liu Damei! Is this what you called foolproof?" Meng Tong fought back the churning in his stomach, glaring at Liu Damei with eyes that almost burst into flames as he bellowed angrily.
