The tall man raised his hand, interrupting Fang Yu, and asked, "Which foot did you kick him with?"
Fang Yu was taken aback and replied, "Don't worry about these details."
"Please answer my question." The tall comrade's gaze was serious as he repeated the question.
"It was probably my left foot," Fang Yu answered squintingly.
"Probably?" the tall comrade's eyes flashed, "As the only witness, you can't even remember that?"
Fang Yu kept squinting, lifted a foot from the hospital bed, and then put it back down: "May I ask both of you, was it my left foot or my right foot that I lifted the last time?"
Both were slightly startled; their attention had been on Fang Yu earlier and they had not noticed, let alone which foot it was.
Fang Yu smiled.
