Liu Mang really wanted to complain to Lu Mengyao, "Do you really have to paint me as the bad guy to scare off that little beauty?"
Do I look like a bad guy? I'm like the good guy made of gold.
Lu Mengyao's words caused the Miao girl's face to turn sour, her eyes full of wariness towards Liu Mang as if truly afraid he might take action, "You're indeed all no good!"
Shuangdao Kun said urgently, "I'm not so sure about that woman, but that Liu Mang is definitely nothing good. He tried to sexually assault a girl named Lin Jiaojiao and my brother and I caught him in the act. Instead of stopping, he attacked us. My brother was just in his thirties, a fine man, and was beaten to death by him. If I weren't lucky enough to escape, it wouldn't have been as simple as losing an arm, I would have certainly died at his hands!"
Shuangdao Kun became more agitated as he spoke, the hand holding the knife trembling slightly.
