Fatty's face was contorted with fury. With one hand on his hip, he looked ready to let out a stream of curses. "Can't even see a shadow. He probably went after that bastard." He was fit to be tied—stabbing Lord Pang in the back while he was at his most vulnerable. Just wait until they found him, Lord Pang would show him a thing or two.
Wu Xie's face clouded with worry at these words, his gaze sweeping back and forth ahead of them. "Let's move fast. Who knows if Aning can handle that guy."
Fatty nodded. "Don't worry. You know what that woman Aning is like—she's not the type to let herself get cheated." As he spoke, he kept walking, muttering curses and wishing that bastard would get caught by Aning and beaten to a pulp.
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