The bald strong man was very pleased, feeling that his goal had been achieved.
There were quite a few onlookers, but none of them were willing to stand up.
They usually had a good relationship with Lu Zhaoxue, but appearances can be deceiving, and no one knew the truth except the two involved.
So there was no need for them to get into a conflict with this fierce-looking guy for Lu Zhaoxue.
Even if Lu Zhaoxue was really wronged, it could only be considered her misfortune, for she didn't even have a friend to stand up for her.
At that moment, a finger lightly tapped twice on the bald man's back.
"This tattooed little brother, you know the truth in your heart, let it go when you can, just drop this matter."
Wenwu spoke kindly behind the bald man. After all, he was much older than Wen Wen, and although they shared the same mindset, their ways of handling matters were very different.
Even if it was just an ordinary hoodlum, he didn't want to easily start a conflict.
