"Why does it feel like using virtue to win people over actually means using fists?" Xu Chunyu laughed heartily.
"If he really used fists, I bet Xie Yonghe would end up in the hospital," Ding Fei said:
"I'm really curious how you managed to settle these people. When we came before, these folks didn't listen at all."
"I used to hang around here, so these people give me some respect."
"Hmm?"
Ding Fei glanced at Lin Yi, "Kid, weren't you a troublemaker back then?"
"Uh... not that serious, I'm a good citizen."
"No need to explain, admitting mistakes and correcting them makes you a good comrade," Ding Fei said:
"But you're smart, knowing to mend your ways and find a proper job. I know some friends who used to fool around all the time when they were young, and they've ended up inside now."
Lin Yi nodded with a grin, agreeing with their assumptions, better than exposing his true identity.
"Brother Fei, where are we going now?" Xu Chunyu asked.
