Upon hearing these words, the trio of blonde ruffians all paused, startled.
For that voice was far too chilly, making them shiver uncontrollably, as if they had suddenly plunged into an ice hole—such a bizarre sensation.
Subconsciously, the three men stopped in their tracks, turned around, and looked towards the owner of the voice.
And the owner of that voice was none other than Chen Feng!
Chen Feng cast a cold glance at the three men who had halted, but he didn't go straight to them. Instead, he first approached Su Ya's mother and carefully examined the wound on her hand.
With this inspection, Chen Feng also breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the wound on Su Ya's mother's hand looked quite long and terribly frightening, fortunately, it wasn't deep.
As long as he stopped the bleeding first, disinfected the wound briefly, and then dressed it properly, there shouldn't be any serious problem.
