The teahouse was deathly silent.
The three seed sowhat apprehensive.
Although Fang Yi told them they could tell the truth, and they had considered doing so, the thought of that guy doing such a thing for a fool filled them with such gratification that they were at a loss for words.
However, by remaining silent, everyone’s gaze focused on them, bringing imnse pressure that was unspeakable.
The pressure that Zhou Yuzhu exerted, in particular, was even more terrifying.
At this mont, an old man suddenly chuckled, stepped forward, and said with a smile, "Young folks, don’t be afraid, just speak your mind. Although Jiafei might have lost his mind a bit, I, Zhou Shuo, can assure you that once he recovers, he will personally co to thank you."
He said this with a smile, but the words sent an icy chill through the listeners.
This old man was indeed a pillar of the Zhou Family, with significant influence among the elders. Even the parents of these three, seeing him, would be cautious and accompany him with smiles, afraid of offending him.
At this mont, the older man nad Zhou Shuo smiled, but instead of warmth, it instilled an even greater chill.
The three remained silent.
They didn’t want to speak, but the situation here left them with no choice.
Ultimately, Lei Wan’er slowly opened her mouth and said, "It was soone nad Fang Xiaotian."
"Fang Xiaotian?"
Everyone present imdiately searched their mories, but after so rummaging, none of them had any recollection of this Fang Xiaotian.
In other words, they didn’t know Fang Xiaotian, making him an obscure person without a prominent family background or any intimidating connections.
"Fang Xiaotian..." Zhou Shuo carefully mulled over the na, then slightly smiled and asked, "Could you tell where he lives?"
"Little Bi Garden, in a clinic."
"Oh? He’s a doctor?" Zhou Shuo seed even more curious.
Lei Wan’er shook her head and softly said, "I don’t know. Today, the three of us just happened to et him and ca here together. We don’t know anything else about him."
Zhou Shuo smiled and said, "Really... know nothing at all?"
The atmosphere sank once again.
Although Zhou Shuo continued to smile, the smile grew increasingly chilling, the coldness making one’s scalp tingle.
A man in his fifties ca over; it was Lei Wan’er’s father, Lei Ming. He bowed and scraped with a smile, saying, "Fourth Master Zhou, my daughter has said it all. She might really not know anything else, so please don’t press her."
However, just as Lei Ming finished speaking, Zhou Shuo suddenly slapped him hard across the face.
Slap!
The sound of the slap wasn’t quiet. The teahouse was originally very silent, and now the slap echoed crisply and piercingly in the quiet.
Lei Wan’er, who had her head slightly lowered, instantly showed anger on her pretty face and moved slightly, but was held back by a hand. She turned her head to see her father shaking his head at her.
Lei Wan’er gritted her teeth and slowly lowered her head again, respectfully whispering, "Know nothing at all!"
"Oh..."
Zhou Shuo made a sound, drawing the last note out long and uncertainly.
However, those familiar with Zhou Shuo knew that this deanor was a precursor to his anger.
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