Liu An stared at the chili powder in Su Xiaofeng's hand, genuinely afraid she would toss it at him. This was chili powder, not something else; if he was blinded, where could he even go to argue his case?
"Su Xiaofeng, what are you trying to do?" Liu An shrank back, fearing Su Xiaofeng would strike him.
Su Xiaofeng squatted down in front of Liu An, "Liu An, I just want to tell you, stop jumping around in front of me over and over again. My patience has its limits, and if you really push me, I'll take care of you with a handful of chili powder, let's see if you'll be able to see tomorrow's sun."
Liu An shivered, he—.
Immediately promised, "Xiaofeng, I absolutely won't dare oppose you from now on, you'll be my boss, and I'll never go west if you tell me to go east."
Xiaofeng looked at him with disdain, "Forget it, I don't want a lackey like you."
