"I don't know either! Maybe it's genetics? Or it could be a peculiar taste!" Zhang Xiaohao said, spreading his hands and looking puzzled.
In the yard, Guan Binfei was rolling on the ground, frantically scratching himself itchily. Hearing Zhang Xiaohao's words, his eyes rolled back, and a surge of anger welled up inside him again, causing him to spew out a mouthful of old blood.
"Nephew Guan, are you all right?" Mrs. Zhang, seeing this, cried out in urgency, her face filled with worry as she rushed over.
"Auntie, save me... I'm so itchy..." Seeing Mrs. Zhang rushing towards him, Guan Binfei, enduring his almost disintegrating body, struggled to crawl over and clung desperately to Mrs. Zhang's feet, rubbing his hands up and down below her calves.
"Ah! Pervert! Let go of me!" Mrs. Zhang was shocked and angrily lifted her right foot, fiercely kicking Guan Binfei on the head and knocking him to the ground.
"Ah! My nose..."
