Jiang Xiaoxiao's mind conjured up scenarios of fleeing everywhere, living deep in the mountains where there were no humans, no baths, and not even tasty food, which terrified her so much that she shivered and shook her head, saying, "I don't want to! I don't want to!"
Compared to these terrifying images, her sister Jiang Wei was much gentler.
"So you still want to get involved with gangs? You don't look like a big sister at all," Fang Yu said seriously.
"I don't want to get involved with gangs. I want to study at university and become even more successful than my sister," Jiang Xiaoxiao muttered resentfully.
"Ah?" Fang Yu scratched his head, "I thought you wanted to get involved with gangs."
"Not at all," Jiang Xiaoxiao glared.
"Good, I hope you remember what you said today," Fang Yu nodded.
Turning around, he saw a man with glasses still shaking on the ground. Fang Yu walked over, snatched the knife from his hand, and revealed a sinister smile.
