Before Fangzheng left, the man shouted. "Abbot Fangzheng, welcome to Italy. I hope you will have sweet dreams tonight. The best is yet to come! Remember me. I'm Downey Plinton, your future nightmare!"
"Master, if possible, I want to beat him up," said Red Boy through gritted teeth.
Fangzheng said as he walked, "Jingxin, it's wrong to hit people. Violence can't resolve everything." With that said, he lowered his voice. "Don't let anyone see you."
Red Boy was already feeling dejected when he thought that Fangzheng was about to take the insult, but when he heard the rest of the sentence, he was immediately amused. Indeed, the darn baldy in front of him was still the same old darn baldy. He never waited to take revenge and would always seek it on the spot!
Therefore Red Boy chuckled as he rubbed his palms together.
As for the others, they saw Fangzheng leave with the police with Red Boy in tow.
