Wang Lubo's face was wet with tears—what on earth had he done wrong? From beginning to end, it wasn't even his business, yet in the end, he was the most hurt. Where on earth could he find justice?
"Brother Feng, hey, Brother Feng." Wang Lubo forced a smile and said, "You know I like to joke around. Honestly, our brotherhood is deeper than the sea, higher than the sky. I speak from the heart; I've always treated you like a real brother!"
Xiao Feng found these words somewhat believable, though the overly sentimental language was a bit much, giving him goosebumps.
"Now, back to the point, why are you all here?" Xiao Feng directly looked at the little girl. Besides her, no one else seemed likely to have this level of influence and leisure.
"It's nothing, really, just a coincidence. What's that saying? 'There's no place too far for fate to bring us together.'" The little girl was feeling guilty and started making things up.
