Li Kang was drenched in a cold sweat, glancing at the sky from time to time, terrified of divine retribution. Guan Fei finally reacted as well, his expression shifting constantly. 'If this has to do with... *her*... then that would explain it.'
"No wonder Mr. Zhu and... so it's all her fault..." Guan Fei's lips tightened. As absurd as it was, if it were true... then everything, from the unimaginable changes at the Underground Temple to the drastic shift in Chu Bamboo's personality, all made sense...
Even with his profound reverence for Nuwa No. 17, Guan Fei couldn't help but feel a surge of anger and resentment.
"Don't speak of this!" Li Kang all but spat through clenched teeth. It was precisely because it made too much sense that it was a topic they couldn't touch—it was best not to even think about it!
Meanwhile, Chu Bamboo had already politely declined Ning Linglong's dinner invitation for that evening.
